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I met this tungsten tongued pterodactyl tiny ***** terror with a rattle snake rattle cattle feasting, battle tested, harp playing harpy heathen carpe diem; seizing the days of the dazed, the refuge of the refused --- They said I should have seen her angel wings were dinosaur's I guess I didn't see through the lipsticked maw - the silken glove over the sharpened claw. --- a little devil before a little death petite mort with heavy breath ---- before she sheds her skin and starts again
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Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 5:59 PM UTC
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I met this tungsten tongued pterodactyl tiny ***** terror with a rattle snake rattle cattle feasting, battle tested, harp playing harpy heathen carpe diem; seizing the days of the dazed, the refuge of the refused --- They said I should have seen her angel wings were dinosaur's I guess I didn't see through the lipsticked maw - the silken glove over the sharpened claw. --- a little devil before a little death petite mort with heavy breath ---- before she sheds her skin and starts again
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