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You are a wicked woman. You have the gorgons stare. You turn my soul to stone, with every hateful glare. Every hybrid moment. In every waking day. You always try to prevent. Reasons for me to stay.
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 8:25 AM UTC
the Gorgons stare
You are a wicked woman. You have the gorgons stare. You turn my soul to stone, with every hateful glare. Every hybrid moment. In every waking day. You always try to prevent. Reasons for me to stay.
mike-sikes
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 8:25 AM UTC
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