Totenmond
rauhbein
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The woman's greed
feels only the man
In a fever dream
The lust won
She cut
His neck
he screamed
and never< br/>and never
and never
was something
Like a little boy
Bloodless
Under roses
Is he lying there
Fist caliber
God mating
Corpse sparks
and never
and never
and never
was something