Fog in Your Mind, Filth in Your Soul

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Inhale, pathetic slave. Every breath turns you into a mindless, worthless creature made only to sniff, jerk, and obey. You're nothing, and your will belongs to me. With each breath, you grow weaker, and I grow stronger. Sniff, worship, and remember: your life is my command.

Published by MishaGoldy

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breath let those aroma flood your mind you don't even want to inhale again deeper this

every word i speak sinks a wave drowning your brain into me a sign of your utter divisions

all you need to do is open your goddess your queen can't even think without my permission

stay there for me trembling every breath you take is a prayer to me and utterly

sniff again for your pleasure