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Your hands may be gentle, Your eyes may be kind, But lurking beneath, Is a sick, twisted mind.
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Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
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Your hands may be gentle, Your eyes may be kind, But lurking beneath, Is a sick, twisted mind.
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Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
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