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@saracorona9843
6 ай бұрын
This cannot possibly have only 79 likes
@yksbest
5 ай бұрын
it was what i need thx a lot
@louqmanbenaissa4115
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J adore
@whosaiditwasmehuh
4 ай бұрын
like a sleep pill
@clumsy9322
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Big fan 🤲🏽
@storiesinthedark8321
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3 ай бұрын
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@DaillyartworkbyVesela
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@storiesinthedark8321
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2 ай бұрын
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9 ай бұрын
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@whosaiditwasmehuh
4 ай бұрын
Like for the very first time, How can a heart stop beating every time it catches those little glances. Love, ephemeral in mortal bounds, succumbs to this cruel lust. I'd rather call it lust rather than love, The lust for the feeling of being owned by a heart, A heart that would call you special, His special. This longing starts right in the arms of a mother. Can't get enough but want to feel more owned. Mercy, Have some mercy? This is never enough, the lust for mercy makes you cry every moment for affection. Now you grew into a tall child. No tears left but there is a scream. Echoing within the depths of the chest. "Why can't you hold me tighter?", In search of solace, we seek shelter in every heart. "Can you hold me longer?", And you look for every man's heart, Yearning for the one to entrust your sleep. Now, have some rest with your eyes wide open.
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