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walks on tiptoes; an arachnid of sorts with ballet legs and great white jaws sinks its teeth beside the collar of your jacket, unfastening the buttons to expose a healthy beat beat beat but the shame creeps in, carressing a bare torso, looking; searching for the fat in which to feast.
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Nov 2, 2011
Nov 2, 2011 at 4:27 AM UTC
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walks on tiptoes; an arachnid of sorts with ballet legs and great white jaws sinks its teeth beside the collar of your jacket, unfastening the buttons to expose a healthy beat beat beat but the shame creeps in, carressing a bare torso, looking; searching for the fat in which to feast.
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Nov 2, 2011
Nov 2, 2011 at 4:27 AM UTC
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