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face-down at the altar blood drips from the hilt of my sword choices were made deeds that cannot be undone
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Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 12:51 PM UTC
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face-down at the altar blood drips from the hilt of my sword choices were made deeds that cannot be undone
#death#grime#dark
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milkd
25/M/Florida
Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 12:51 PM UTC
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