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Dyrka mig satan

Worship me, as I worship you, To be consumed, A sacred ground that I, my bare feet, flow over like night across the sky Because love is, Will always be, A curse of such hate and poison I can't ignore the fire anymore

Prosa (Roman) av SvartPortal
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Publicerad 2024-01-12 09:37

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