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under the shell, inside my chest, lies a hole, blacked and beatting still all the sorrow burn it down at my 20s, later the pain becomes a chain hollow and vain and after all y become free, from the chains self made for contain the pain, only need the one , that breaks the spell hearing nutshel in my heart he give my stregth to persist untill im dead y will die free, as a man not a creep or a shame, just a ***** man, trying to be free fromm pain and deceit. sacre femme set my freee fromm the pain and release me fromm the burden of shame and the eyes in my back, looking some girl to wash them and take the stains by loving me. as a beast looking for the one, who let him free fromm chains of the curse just by love the sacred connection that perhaps will set me free.
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Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 4:05 PM UTC
BEASTI CRIES
under the shell, inside my chest, lies a hole, blacked and beatting still all the sorrow burn it down at my 20s, later the pain becomes a chain hollow and vain and after all y become free, from the chains self made for contain the pain, only need the one , that breaks the spell hearing nutshel in my heart he give my stregth to persist untill im dead y will die free, as a man not a creep or a shame, just a ***** man, trying to be free fromm pain and deceit. sacre femme set my freee fromm the pain and release me fromm the burden of shame and the eyes in my back, looking some girl to wash them and take the stains by loving me. as a beast looking for the one, who let him free fromm chains of the curse just by love the sacred connection that perhaps will set me free.
beast looking for beauty
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Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 4:05 PM UTC
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