bled blessed bleed to the edge always bleeding to the edge of a blade a wall of text every character full of choice and a little extra company looking for that wall of text i seek let us go all the way back t the edge babes struggle to find anything but the margin and then some all we will do is down to the panties do you believe it just long enough for for the magic to work on me the dopamine release the lowering of the inhibitions go on about the task about the day take a shower sweet is the beginning bitter is the end a sharp smell difficult for me to sit next to myself the fullness of the ink reminds me of your breasts days before you release the walls to the outside world a little too much for these hammers of mine they need a good clean chomp chomp on the sharpening side nothing a good cleaning down with suddy water and a brush wont help let me get to hammering that full cedilla
