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sensation toward a past regret

This smell Worshiping her Breath deep, the fog lingers Cutting the lungs, the blood runs cold Obscured emotions, wretched and vile flesh Perverted and indifferent Unfiltered, feeble man Can’t take anymore Rescind

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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