Title: Opcional

Text: Your prettiness is seeping through. Out from the dress I took from you, so pretty. And my emptiness is swollen shut. Always a wretch i have become. So empty and please please don't leave me. I'm watching Naomi, full bloom. I'm hoping she will soon explode. Into one billion tastes and tunes. One billion angels come and hold her down. They could hold her down until she cries. I'm tasting Naomi's perfume. It tastes like shit and I must say. She comes and goes most afternoons. Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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