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gazing_at_thestars
May 07, 2026 12:35PM
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My nails are yellow, so is my heart
You purify my skin and bones but not my thoughts.
The bugs under my shoes screamed a...
Unheard screams, which claws and bleeds
Gently. Gently. Gently
Atheistic dream of a religious fre...
A hazy dream of ungodly deed
wherein he kissed her nape and left an atheistic madness that she coated in holy...