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she is organza and rough, nubbly raw silk that tears your fingers and bleeds you purple, sweet. civilizations rise and fall in the curve of her mouth.
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Feb 23, 2011
Feb 23, 2011 at 8:58 PM UTC
magnesium
she is organza and rough, nubbly raw silk that tears your fingers and bleeds you purple, sweet. civilizations rise and fall in the curve of her mouth.
my green-eyed goose.
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Feb 23, 2011
Feb 23, 2011 at 8:58 PM UTC
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