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#contortion
All of those past events The mountain climb, and the descent They're scrolling past to lay my Destruction. And once I'd gone to the other side Despite all that I had left behind They've started hunting for my Salvation. And they're gone, Yes they're gone, While I'm torn In the maze of my Contortions. And they're gone, Yes they're gone, While I'm tearing The fabric of my Illusions.
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Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 1:24 AM UTC
They're Gone (2020)
Porcelain powder Amber bronzer Fuicsha hues for the cheeks Sandy brows Black mascara Red lip stain is what you seek. I am not just a face I'm a ******* human being. I am not just a body. I am soul ever feeling. So many men, so ****** and tasteless So many times I want to remain faceless.
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Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 12:12 AM UTC
Faceless