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Happiness is a lie
Happiness is a lie
You would see more in a liar's
Eyes, trying to sell horrors
To the most deliberate of good men!
Twisted lovers accept each others
Self gratification, only for a moment
Wallowing like stuck pigs
Resonating across centuries
Exciting ordained Bastards
Knowing fucking is out of the question!
You would see more in a liar's
Eyes, trying to sell horrors
To the most deliberate of good men!
Twisted lovers accept each others
Self gratification, only for a moment
Wallowing like stuck pigs
Resonating across centuries
Exciting ordained Bastards
Knowing fucking is out of the question!
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