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run desire run this sexual being run him like a blade to and through the heart no conscience one motive to cater to the hollow
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screaming feed me here fill me up again temporarily pacify this hungering
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so grow libido throw dominoes of indiscretions down falling all around in cycles circles constantly consuming, conquer and devour
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it's time to bring this fire down bridle all this indiscretion long enough to edify and permanently fill this hollow
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feed me fill me up again temporarily pacifying
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feed me here fill me up again temporarily pacify this hungering
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The Hollow
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| A Perfect Circle |
