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She'll open her legs But soon she Falls It needs more The creature Crawls Straight for her heart But it's in his hands. Glass edges make art It crumbles to sand
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Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 11:19 PM UTC
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She'll open her legs But soon she Falls It needs more The creature Crawls Straight for her heart But it's in his hands. Glass edges make art It crumbles to sand
SummerAtNight
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Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 11:19 PM UTC
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