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A twisted roast; with a contorted face of agony that most blur just to taste. God’s wrath beat fires through the muscles of impetuous liars. Beaming pink like jewels and impaling the fools that build podgy prizes of blood filled sacred pies. Just for the masses. Now prodding blackened fat with a spitting adulation caressing their tongue on delicate tender tissue courtesy of your virtue, just six months and a quarter cuz i'm just a pig who lost life to the slaughter.
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Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 1:49 PM UTC
Pig
A twisted roast; with a contorted face of agony that most blur just to taste. God’s wrath beat fires through the muscles of impetuous liars. Beaming pink like jewels and impaling the fools that build podgy prizes of blood filled sacred pies. Just for the masses. Now prodding blackened fat with a spitting adulation caressing their tongue on delicate tender tissue courtesy of your virtue, just six months and a quarter cuz i'm just a pig who lost life to the slaughter.
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Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 1:49 PM UTC
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