from S single.
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Awakening is a lethal weapon, corruption, stance
A balance of white distorted pleasure
Too late. Come, shall we begin?
Restriction, extremity, fully vulgar Eros
You are a common, exquisite nuance
Too late. Come, let me hear your voice
Dense darkness, minimal pain
Grant me, grant me, grant it to me
Assimilating beautifully into covetous skin
Seeing through the violent humidity
Rejecting the cold chair as it creaks
Can’t do anything but love powerlessly
Overcoming pessimism, limits, stance
Pushing out, a balance of breeding
Too late. Come, shall we continue?
Emotions, nothingness, ultimate Eros
Falling silent, ambiguous nuance
Too late. Come, let me move on
Dense darkness, minimal injury
Stealing, stealing, shall I steal it?
No end to cleansing, continuing as I please
Repeating until I’m satisfied
Crying at the cold ignorance as it yields
Can’t do anything but obtain forgiveness
Beautifully into covetous skin
Seeing through the violent humidity
Rejecting the cold chair as it creaks
Just have to love powerlessly
No end, continuing as I please
Repeating until I’m satisfied
Crying at the cold ignorance as it yields
Can’t do anything but obtain forgiveness
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