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sisyphus wished someone stopped him. delicate hands that held hard or hardened hands that held softly. stopping him - but that’s nightmare to him. so he wakes when the night strips naked and pushes the rock up again. he then races down hoping this time he is trampled, that his eternal love ends him. he doesn’t make it before the rock. again. maybe next time, i go down under you **** me head first with all of yourself i will die into you
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May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 1:48 PM UTC
sisyphus’s nightmare and dream
sisyphus wished someone stopped him. delicate hands that held hard or hardened hands that held softly. stopping him - but that’s nightmare to him. so he wakes when the night strips naked and pushes the rock up again. he then races down hoping this time he is trampled, that his eternal love ends him. he doesn’t make it before the rock. again. maybe next time, i go down under you **** me head first with all of yourself i will die into you
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May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 1:48 PM UTC
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