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Blood red. it's captivating, isn't it. when it drools down the skin clots it's path and flushes the flirty cheeks. when it spils out of the territorial body, leaving a mark and attracting attention. blood red. it's captivating, isn't it. when it can save a life, where it could cost a life. when the absence of it's occassional spill can mark a new life whereas it's unnatural flow can take away an unseen life. blood red. it's captivating, isn't it.
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Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 12:52 PM UTC
blood red
Blood red. it's captivating, isn't it. when it drools down the skin clots it's path and flushes the flirty cheeks. when it spils out of the territorial body, leaving a mark and attracting attention. blood red. it's captivating, isn't it. when it can save a life, where it could cost a life. when the absence of it's occassional spill can mark a new life whereas it's unnatural flow can take away an unseen life. blood red. it's captivating, isn't it.
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Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 12:52 PM UTC
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