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is it your darkness
its depth as deep as the
flakes that
flurry
and the black goth
that slowly fall
or my heart beating against
your season
and your fangs of razors
and nipple pierce
knowing it is i
*who favor my life
and all...
its depth as deep as the
flakes that
flurry
and the black goth
that slowly fall
or my heart beating against
your season
and your fangs of razors
and nipple pierce
knowing it is i
*who favor my life
and all...
