seasons in hell
cannot compare to heavenly torments
thinking of you
with your full breasts
and sweet smile
looking to plug in
away from the loveless and envious
if our delight
be their despair
well who harms who?
we do not live and love
by the hells of those who've forfeited
heaven because they are tormented...
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