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Chopsyn

@chopsyn

Not a horror artist
Age:23
alot of my art has nudity, gore and adult themes so be forewarned

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Held by you I wish my ribcage would break so your hands would be closer to my heart, my breath so staggered I can't speak, just crush me in the space between your good and bad habits.

Held by you I wish my ribcage would break so your hands would be closer to my heart, my breath so staggered I can't speak, just crush me in the space between your good and bad habits.
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Held by you I wish my ribcage would break so your hands would be closer to my heart, my breath so staggered I can't speak, just crush me in the space between your good and bad habits.

Held by you I wish my ribcage would break so your hands would be closer to my heart, my breath so staggered I can't speak, just crush me in the space between your good and bad habits.
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i saw you in my dream, we danced in our palms and i found you by the staircase where our secret contract was burned, but of course, i woke clutching my temples. to which we both prayed into.

i saw you in my dream, we danced in our palms and i found you by the staircase where our secret contract was burned, but of course, i woke clutching my temples. to which we both prayed into.
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i saw you in my dream, we danced in our palms and i found you by the staircase where our secret contract was burned, but of course, i woke clutching my temples. to which we both prayed into.

i saw you in my dream, we danced in our palms and i found you by the staircase where our secret contract was burned, but of course, i woke clutching my temples. to which we both prayed into.
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You and I take a long stroll down that gravel road near paw's house. Your heart performs its song and dance, it shows its face plain as day, a tense beating muscle. I feel faint, as my body swims in that pool of mercury dripped from our moon.

You and I take a long stroll down that gravel road near paw's house. Your heart performs its song and dance, it shows its face plain as day, a tense beating muscle. I feel faint, as my body swims in that pool of mercury dripped from our moon.
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You and I take a long stroll down that gravel road near paw's house. Your heart performs its song and dance, it shows its face plain as day, a tense beating muscle. I feel faint, as my body swims in that pool of mercury dripped from our moon.

You and I take a long stroll down that gravel road near paw's house. Your heart performs its song and dance, it shows its face plain as day, a tense beating muscle. I feel faint, as my body swims in that pool of mercury dripped from our moon.
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Sour taste in your mouth, your stomach splits in two, you are hungry and your mind speaks for three. Your mind speaks for three, your mind speaks for three.

Sour taste in your mouth, your stomach splits in two, you are hungry and your mind speaks for three. Your mind speaks for three, your mind speaks for three.
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Sour taste in your mouth, your stomach splits in two, you are hungry and your mind speaks for three. Your mind speaks for three, your mind speaks for three.

Sour taste in your mouth, your stomach splits in two, you are hungry and your mind speaks for three. Your mind speaks for three, your mind speaks for three.
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I tell you we must take a road trip down each path your veins take us. Those fractals into the larger trunks we call phalanges. Pilot those striations and electrify my neurons.

I tell you we must take a road trip down each path your veins take us. Those fractals into the larger trunks we call phalanges. Pilot those striations and electrify my neurons.
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I tell you we must take a road trip down each path your veins take us. Those fractals into the larger trunks we call phalanges. Pilot those striations and electrify my neurons.

I tell you we must take a road trip down each path your veins take us. Those fractals into the larger trunks we call phalanges. Pilot those striations and electrify my neurons.
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I'm submerged in this flesh with you. The coils wriggle and wrap around your snout, I can't help but laugh at our sobbing. My stomach congeals at our woof, woof.

I'm submerged in this flesh with you. The coils wriggle and wrap around your snout, I can't help but laugh at our sobbing. My stomach congeals at our woof, woof.
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I'm submerged in this flesh with you. The coils wriggle and wrap around your snout, I can't help but laugh at our sobbing. My stomach congeals at our woof, woof.

I'm submerged in this flesh with you. The coils wriggle and wrap around your snout, I can't help but laugh at our sobbing. My stomach congeals at our woof, woof.
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Do you want to drown in my sweet visit, an automated voice sounds like you late at night. Could you dance to that voice-mail ring?

Do you want to drown in my sweet visit, an automated voice sounds like you late at night. Could you dance to that voice-mail ring?
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Do you want to drown in my sweet visit, an automated voice sounds like you late at night. Could you dance to that voice-mail ring?

Do you want to drown in my sweet visit, an automated voice sounds like you late at night. Could you dance to that voice-mail ring?
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I met you inbetween my ribs, blood vomit was our gushing flood, and the panic was setting in from our blind glance.

I met you inbetween my ribs, blood vomit was our gushing flood, and the panic was setting in from our blind glance.
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I met you inbetween my ribs, blood vomit was our gushing flood, and the panic was setting in from our blind glance.

I met you inbetween my ribs, blood vomit was our gushing flood, and the panic was setting in from our blind glance.
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The excrete pools and pools but your dance isn't over, the party has ended and the blood pooling and pooling is your only partner in the forever incandescent rhyme

The excrete pools and pools but your dance isn't over, the party has ended and the blood pooling and pooling is your only partner in the forever incandescent rhyme
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The excrete pools and pools but your dance isn't over, the party has ended and the blood pooling and pooling is your only partner in the forever incandescent rhyme

The excrete pools and pools but your dance isn't over, the party has ended and the blood pooling and pooling is your only partner in the forever incandescent rhyme
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