Your mealy curls are a nest of black ants squashed to death
In bed and drowning
By the hill of sweat between us
How do moist lips running across my own feel
Hegemonic and corroded as machinery
Mar 31, 2025
Mar 31, 2025 at 1:18 AM UTC
Your mealy curls are a nest of black ants squashed to death
In bed and drowning
By the hill of sweat between us
How do moist lips running across my own feel
Hegemonic and corroded as machinery
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