Do, you the cleverness, is gonna come out of your delicate mouth that has suck so many sexes from behind?
A finger touched me and all gone wrong
The terrifying storyteller skin is upon the legacy of death
and living for me
has always been threw death
Threw the death that is pursuing life in me
With images of cutted things
A spike
A broken spike
A knife
A broken knife
I am gonna make your horrifying desire mine and I am gonna desolve myself just so you can exist
And then
And then
And then
You are gonna resolve yourself threw my capacity to handle your horrifying desire
And we are gonna be both inside of your stupid body that you hate
I love mine but since you couldn’t have it
We enabled it
All for your
fragile
little
things
All the fragiles little things united
Fragile things want to destroy strong things
They want to keep things at a low level
They prefer that everything drowns before having to accept that there are different levels of life because, simply, of circumstances.
You are so fragile Lola but you are strong in the fact that you’d rather hate yourself than put your hate in somebody else. Somehow, that’s love. You are a loving person baby and there are people tonight that came to see your delicate love for destruction.
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