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I am using them; Their bodies constellations, to fill my own void. Exploring them, I might find something nostalgic, even romantic to fetishize or mutilate haphazardly. Accidentally. ******* problem solved; Fill in your holes with nothing, to slow the bleeding. Bleed from the mouth as you kiss their own deep red lips. Hold hands as you **** Mercy, mercy, I pray for something to stop me as I go deeper. I empty my own empty self into their voids, as they place their stars in my otherwise empty skies, begging, begging begging for fresh light.
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Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 12:51 AM UTC
"Constellations."
I am using them; Their bodies constellations, to fill my own void. Exploring them, I might find something nostalgic, even romantic to fetishize or mutilate haphazardly. Accidentally. ******* problem solved; Fill in your holes with nothing, to slow the bleeding. Bleed from the mouth as you kiss their own deep red lips. Hold hands as you **** Mercy, mercy, I pray for something to stop me as I go deeper. I empty my own empty self into their voids, as they place their stars in my otherwise empty skies, begging, begging begging for fresh light.
austin-heath
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Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 12:51 AM UTC
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