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Those squiggly tresses adorned by bluebells, are dark serpents in prowl or just an illusion of my mind? *they slither over my chest,torso, and downwards- as  in progression you kiss, hell bent to transport me to bliss!*
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Oct 6, 2012
Oct 6, 2012 at 3:18 PM UTC
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Those squiggly tresses adorned by bluebells, are dark serpents in prowl or just an illusion of my mind? *they slither over my chest,torso, and downwards- as  in progression you kiss, hell bent to transport me to bliss!*
k-balachandran
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Oct 6, 2012
Oct 6, 2012 at 3:18 PM UTC
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