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High pitched, the musical shriek of your voice causes my ears to bleed. A river forms, an ocean follows. Fall to the floor and here I lie hollow. You’ve killed me, don’t you see the blood was life and now it’s gone. Death must be your name you're what I’ve wanted all along.
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 1:41 AM UTC
I Won’t Pretend I Understand.
High pitched, the musical shriek of your voice causes my ears to bleed. A river forms, an ocean follows. Fall to the floor and here I lie hollow. You’ve killed me, don’t you see the blood was life and now it’s gone. Death must be your name you're what I’ve wanted all along.
#love#desire#death
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clearfoster-sheppard
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 1:41 AM UTC
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