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Sweet sorrows of burning palms, He loved everything that was wrong. She washed away his pain with coconut flesh, And tender kisses of a foul mouth.
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Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 12:27 PM UTC
Chaotic
Sweet sorrows of burning palms, He loved everything that was wrong. She washed away his pain with coconut flesh, And tender kisses of a foul mouth.
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Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 12:27 PM UTC
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