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#conditioming
*deep deep in the in the inner inner cauldron of self one can hear weeping it is Achlys daughter of Nyx pale emaciated her razor teeth chattering over pomegranate tongue saliva elongated mottled nails like shears etch a wooden table and sever small rodents for nourishment dismal girl with swollen knees thick dust upon her shoulders her nostril's dripping like drenched grass demons concealment veiled yet her scut barely hidden while attraction remains the fabric of existence the sacramental bed of Christianity carries the fear of authenticity the aperture of *** betrayed by girded ***** renders self a darkened hollow incomplete and hypocrite absent of beauties gift a pink light bleeding daughter of the night*
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Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 9:02 PM UTC
Achlys