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This blood is poison. It flows and races, And kills without malice. I am not the victim It is not my heart it attacks, For my heart is too black. Too poisonous in itself. No, this blood will poison you My love Should you touch my heart Feel my passion, My pleasure, My pain This poison in my veins will **** you And blacken Your beautiful heart
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Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 4:24 AM UTC
Red Poison
This blood is poison. It flows and races, And kills without malice. I am not the victim It is not my heart it attacks, For my heart is too black. Too poisonous in itself. No, this blood will poison you My love Should you touch my heart Feel my passion, My pleasure, My pain This poison in my veins will **** you And blacken Your beautiful heart
Perhaps one of the most self-destructive thoughts I have every 5 minutes...
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Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 4:24 AM UTC
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