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Cuts hidden by garters. Bruises hidden by pearls. No one can tell what hair you're missing if you put them in cute little curls. But it's not a man at stake, for it was you wielding the blade. You did give him your heart for his words. Indeed, what a nice little trade. So when you're on the edge of your life, because of a sinister night for two. Just remember it's all your fault, and jump when given the cue.
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Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 12:26 AM UTC
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Cuts hidden by garters. Bruises hidden by pearls. No one can tell what hair you're missing if you put them in cute little curls. But it's not a man at stake, for it was you wielding the blade. You did give him your heart for his words. Indeed, what a nice little trade. So when you're on the edge of your life, because of a sinister night for two. Just remember it's all your fault, and jump when given the cue.
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Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 12:26 AM UTC
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