Suffer my heart at our hand
My skin stings with tears
that streak my face
with mascara
and infinite filth
you are a sacred heathen sent straight from hell
to tempt my desires, my heart's on fire
you drip with desire. i sink deeper into the mire
your nothing but a f***ing liar....
beep i had to censor my self!


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Thanks!
Very good !!! :D :D
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