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#bloodandlove
My eyes become windows Words the door My lips devour his So does his soul My tears splashing His an agony of pain My scars cut his inside Screams of my blood rain My vision screams death Aflame by his eyes My blood drips away His teeth nibble my skin alive My nose built of sequins Estranged against his snout My cries build up ballet His just vain around **** my soul dead enough Grave my wounds raw Nail me to the desolate Love yours , I don't crave! -Nikitaa
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Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 6:47 AM UTC
Crimson Ballet