Nægl (claws)
the screams you made of me; taking it out of my lungs. my mind in scrambles; from the screams you made me. my eyes darting up, up and upwards; of my thoughts you messes with. because of you, my claws digging into you more and more and more and more and- we traded. of your grips, and my claws.
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