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thirteen ways to kill your lover
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Black Velvet Sugar

BLACK VELVET SUGAR The soft moss swimming; It is the dying spirit. Desiring, I hide. Pink shore, serene breeze. The flat, upright sparkle shines. Lost moon, velvet spirit. Walk, swim. Drown With blunt leaves Wither, decline. With sharp flames Write, fade: fluttering. Purple, tender, falling, Your eyes sits in wait A mermaid arises, Declining, shining.…… Continue reading Black Velvet Sugar

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