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we made a terrible mistake standing under a mad mistletoe while we kissed the ceiling turned to metal heaven boiling your teeth gleamed like needles your mouth like dark jam your eyeballs went white like empty bottles your lips turned to knives my throat your Jello your embrace was steal crushing your **** set my pants on fire your saliva melted my lips my tongue was chewed my legs trembled and flexed my hands turned to fluttering birds my feet where scorched as if soaked in hot sugar the floor molten your *** turned to warm butter you ripped at my throat i was dissolving a man at dis-juncture with himself there is only you oh thank god for mad mistletoe
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Oct 28, 2016
Oct 28, 2016 at 1:14 PM UTC
Mad Mistletoe
we made a terrible mistake standing under a mad mistletoe while we kissed the ceiling turned to metal heaven boiling your teeth gleamed like needles your mouth like dark jam your eyeballs went white like empty bottles your lips turned to knives my throat your Jello your embrace was steal crushing your **** set my pants on fire your saliva melted my lips my tongue was chewed my legs trembled and flexed my hands turned to fluttering birds my feet where scorched as if soaked in hot sugar the floor molten your *** turned to warm butter you ripped at my throat i was dissolving a man at dis-juncture with himself there is only you oh thank god for mad mistletoe
zebrablack
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Oct 28, 2016
Oct 28, 2016 at 1:14 PM UTC
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