Tag: writing
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My first duchess
Chewing my face like nougat You have to use illusion to do that Room for two, graves with views Gravefaced paintings in hidden places, looking direly abused Aging instead of you How you have maintained your grace; Nobody fails to say it seeing my face Calculating the years betwixt Their own faces ruin-afflicted.
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Cuntgarden
My weights are big, clincher fits Her waist is slim, smallest cinch fits Baddest bitch in full flower When she walks in simps glitch out like holographs on low power Asset flip, acid drip Nose to the quick like a scratch ‘n sniff.
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Dead up, I’m dead on Get up and get up the results I want Any game, I’ve a bet on No back I haven’t put a bed on Branching paths, none I’m set on Spit milk, nothing to get upset on All Babylon I get a percent on.
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Chestpusher
Too much cred Too much bread not to get you fenced out Don’t touch me, I’m too touchy Double bag, shit’s too musky Headrush off White Russians Tongued tushy, had her blushing Drive by, they salute me No salut without loot accrual Interest solely fiduciary Got fed up, thought you could boot me Feds moles…
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Hues
Take time, hit back Slow journey along which plenty vanish Back from a sojourn with the Spanish Whispers about what I allegedly spent Camaraderie until you’re getting bled Even Brutus turned Caesar’s purple red Green as a turtle they call purple until I’m red In the Benz got places to let, upping rents Prophet I…
Alchemisland 