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Vampires with flowers Don't notice me with when Hero, I came for you, before it sours Like-wise, with anarchy's cowl, I don't sin... Happy, is a dire field? Here is my moon, my first more Does a ****** increase the yield...? Naivete; is this moon the beginning of a war? Woe be a seemly world... Of the same house of prayer... As a wholesome lip, that, becomes a cherub Ask me now, if vampire's share...? When flowers earn a smile... A shared essence, a lethal ball Has rolled and rolled, ruling a while In front of a noble season, for which I have invented a wall... With me, there is altogether... Without me, there is a pride in a rage Withheld from me, is your kindness to bother With a bared flower, have I seen patience, age?
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Mar 23, 2025
Mar 23, 2025 at 1:01 PM UTC
Like Tomorrow, I Don't (Remember...)
Vampires with flowers Don't notice me with when Hero, I came for you, before it sours Like-wise, with anarchy's cowl, I don't sin... Happy, is a dire field? Here is my moon, my first more Does a ****** increase the yield...? Naivete; is this moon the beginning of a war? Woe be a seemly world... Of the same house of prayer... As a wholesome lip, that, becomes a cherub Ask me now, if vampire's share...? When flowers earn a smile... A shared essence, a lethal ball Has rolled and rolled, ruling a while In front of a noble season, for which I have invented a wall... With me, there is altogether... Without me, there is a pride in a rage Withheld from me, is your kindness to bother With a bared flower, have I seen patience, age?
What if I told you vampires own a crush of existence,
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56/M/Soldotna, Alaska
Mar 23, 2025
Mar 23, 2025 at 1:01 PM UTC
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