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Engaged to shackles of the prosaic,
Yet batting eyes at an Eden of smoke. -
Como el mercurio corriente,
Al lado de la tumba del primer Emperador, -
A taste and I swoon,
Your tears as debris on my tongue. -
Left prisoner to the fold of your jugular
Where my eyes, like brown yolks, sizzle to peck,
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Left to venture into the trails of blue that groove around my limbs. / The smallest impulse and I am based, hugging the clay I originate fr
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Like images of pedophilia
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The burning stigmata escapes
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You compared me to my humilities, while stating that I go my own way
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The bleached bark may conceal the vague screaming of my lechery.
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It's wearing to envisage,
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:((I'm sad because my *pig* drank my *coffee* ! :((
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Experience the bleak pollution
Poured over the summer glance -
Who would have thought
You'd burn through these -
The day is aflame.
A wine of dismal -
Was there really no hope?
No desire for improvement? -
I fell into a deep lust
With a strangerby Co-Co-Cola 99 lines, 25 comments, on Mar 19 11:15 AM 2006. In Other -
An apocalyptic seduction
That relishes the incandescent assult -
Now you're in my thoughts again
For Adrian -
This isn't funny to me -
Do you see me?
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