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Love is a whip and life but a flogged target plump cheeks rosy with regret Anticipation and defiance. fate is the grease- and the fire And we are feeble wicks thus, as the candle flame falters and spits- I grow afraid.
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May 2, 2012
May 2, 2012 at 5:03 PM UTC
A Kink For Janus
Love is a whip and life but a flogged target plump cheeks rosy with regret Anticipation and defiance. fate is the grease- and the fire And we are feeble wicks thus, as the candle flame falters and spits- I grow afraid.
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May 2, 2012
May 2, 2012 at 5:03 PM UTC
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