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Plain Pain By W.D. Herstun

Plain Pain Just pain. No window. All shame. Blood flow & Red brain. Nothing but Plain pain. Like watching the slow drop of any drain. It drips into your veins. Commanding your blood flow. And dragging your soul Low. Splitting skulls on the concrete, until the red meat shows. Or do you show blue in […]

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Sweet Melody By Nessla1 Feat Spëncer Brëëzy

I want you, You know, minus the sexual innuendos… I’ve imagined meeting you before I knew you, Thought you were just a fantasy I created. Your thoughts… They excite me sapiosexually. Causing me to take flight prematurely. So, pardon me for running before experiencing what this can be. But you turn me on mentally. And […]

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