A ref usual to cut you in my tongue till it bleeds and you dilute the semen
like it's nothing on earth to inscribe the concentration with some whispers
as we kick it into overdrive and you made it wet but the gravity was weighing on me
to jump to my knees pull myself up on and grab my coat towards this I walk away further than this downward stroke.
does it make you the witness to the keys you were prescribed
under pages of heresy and we know that your lungs died
but to build it in weather that is just not the fog lamps
can you race across this moon hurt land with your underlining homo erotic social climbing wave of the textbook doth not understand
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