Lletres:
And Hell Followed With

as I shall rest inside of you forevermore. In orgasmic captivation am I pleased with such voracity. Let go your moral anchor and descend beside me. Our

, familiar to these hills. My father hath traversed these lands decades before my birth. A century doth pass by, the veins of the earth entrenched with

made in flesh will in sickening glory run feverishly upon the razors edge. Admiration, this night shall end. How she loathes the sight of herself. And with

is hope. There will always be hope And in my refusal to drown beneath the currents, I with calloused hands have reached into the abyss and drawn forth

difference between you and all the others aside from you being the alpha male of just a different pack of wolves. You said that this conflict would end with

side by side in mute. No longer will the world claim ignorance of our names. Knee deep in human waste, our hands and mouths full of innards. The walls

hands and through what means was this monstrosity, this endlessness entombed beneath the flesh of a man? This index of untold dimensions and length containing every moment and

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Your image, not forgotten, burns its place into memory; your name, a burden that I speak, weighing heavily on my tongue. I would hope that the sunrise