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I have purged my sacred atmosphere of billious and twisted countenances the only one spitting bile this time is myself i ***** poison into the eyes of my love but she keeps on kissing my aching skin she says she loves me still even though her eyesockets are but hollow gapes at this moment i'm so scared to leave this prison the place i have been living for the past 100 years or so i destroy the passion i once felt for my kindred so that i may leave with you, on our ship to the stars let me be your moon at midnight as you are the all-encompassing vacuum in my heart let me enter you and combust within you it is the reason for my creation i dream of writing your forbidden name into my skin your secret name, hidden even from your perception for if you hear it, it will be wounded it has happened before it must not be uttered i only scream it inside when i shatter and die within you kiss me now kiss me with those lips that you we're born with, but that belong to me
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Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
ship to the stars
I have purged my sacred atmosphere of billious and twisted countenances the only one spitting bile this time is myself i ***** poison into the eyes of my love but she keeps on kissing my aching skin she says she loves me still even though her eyesockets are but hollow gapes at this moment i'm so scared to leave this prison the place i have been living for the past 100 years or so i destroy the passion i once felt for my kindred so that i may leave with you, on our ship to the stars let me be your moon at midnight as you are the all-encompassing vacuum in my heart let me enter you and combust within you it is the reason for my creation i dream of writing your forbidden name into my skin your secret name, hidden even from your perception for if you hear it, it will be wounded it has happened before it must not be uttered i only scream it inside when i shatter and die within you kiss me now kiss me with those lips that you we're born with, but that belong to me
jarl-henrik-christian-schaffer
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Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
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