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That look you have. Those gun shot staring, never gonna forget this, blood diamond sparkle, type of eyes. That perfect slit that hides your tongue. Red cherry massacre whispering my name.
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May 18, 2010
May 18, 2010 at 6:07 PM UTC
La Petite Morte
That look you have. Those gun shot staring, never gonna forget this, blood diamond sparkle, type of eyes. That perfect slit that hides your tongue. Red cherry massacre whispering my name.
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May 18, 2010
May 18, 2010 at 6:07 PM UTC
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