Anonymous
7/10/2025, 10:14:01 AM No.126989495
>Your soft white flesh turns past me slaked with blood
>Your evil eyes more damning than a demon's curse
>Your lovely body soon caked with mud
>As I carry you to your grave, my arms your hearse
>Your evil eyes more damning than a demon's curse
>Your lovely body soon caked with mud
>As I carry you to your grave, my arms your hearse
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