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My lord, I decay, Then I flourish, I collapse, Then I sprout out, Wounds, Chasms, split open, Rupturing, Overexposing The virtuousness, Ripping it out of my flesh. I am in agony, but I love you.
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Aug 16, 2024
Aug 16, 2024 at 3:19 PM UTC
The Agony
My lord, I decay, Then I flourish, I collapse, Then I sprout out, Wounds, Chasms, split open, Rupturing, Overexposing The virtuousness, Ripping it out of my flesh. I am in agony, but I love you.
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Aug 16, 2024
Aug 16, 2024 at 3:19 PM UTC
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