Oh my sweetie pie, I like your lips, I love your eyes. Dont look back and dont think twice; continue writing lullabies. It doesnt hurt within this hearse to moan out loud and fuck these words. Go. Try to leave. I want you to throw up my name. It burns once youve learned. It only hurts worse when you squirm. Yeah.
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