Attraction
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Cult Of Desire

The cult of my homely yawnsee me and breathe me my fawn,try to hell and back to sing alongas I slumber until the dawn. Take my skin within your handsand rule every monument downwhere I might find might spite itand I construct a crown. Illusive landing lullabies cryas my heart and ounces I supplyfeel real Continue reading
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Shadows of my old self.