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Las Cruces
Ripple sifting sand,
glare gleam down burning sun.
you jerked the moment out of my mouth
like Dracula draining sweet virgins in his castle.
glare gleam down burning sun.
you jerked the moment out of my mouth
like Dracula draining sweet virgins in his castle.
Published 25th Jan 2019
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25th Jan 2019 5:48pm
dearest Samael I'll tell you what stood out about this write
"you jerked the moment out of my mouth"
like the moment was stolen from you by her glare...
powerful...
love Brenda ❤
"you jerked the moment out of my mouth"
like the moment was stolen from you by her glare...
powerful...
love Brenda ❤
25th Jan 2019 6:08pm
25th Jan 2019 6:51pm
25th Jan 2019 7:22pm
25th Jan 2019 7:28pm
Please find a blank piece of wall somewhere in the inner city and sharpie this on it 🖤
25th Jan 2019 7:56pm
25th Jan 2019 8:17pm
25th Jan 2019 9:05pm
Yeah the vulture that asked for .............what?.........nothing......???
Is that right?
Is that right?
26th Jan 2019 2:54pm
