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ButcherBelial
ButcherBelial 15 Dec 2013 Tag: Pseudo-personal

A Erotomania

There's a lust for an age behind the phantom beam. A sky to moss this stony drag. & I am gloved in love by a swallowed dove with the eyes to match a skyline blur. I am burned in turns yon Valleys of Death through the breath of the dirt beneath your skirt....

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