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Silent treatment to silent screams Pick a song for me to interpret and I'll play the game but all the same I'd prefer your mouth to open and your words to spill out from the hidden closet where you hang your armour Open up your armoire and take your big boy ******* out I don't usually allow just anyone to punish me, literally but in the silence the whip falls sharp my silent screams blend with the violin and harp symphonicaly, it's a tragedy emotionally it's a travesty Physically a diversion down the same old road Ya are whatcha ya are it's nice to know
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Oct 6, 2013
Oct 6, 2013 at 2:26 AM UTC
you're just being a ****
Silent treatment to silent screams Pick a song for me to interpret and I'll play the game but all the same I'd prefer your mouth to open and your words to spill out from the hidden closet where you hang your armour Open up your armoire and take your big boy ******* out I don't usually allow just anyone to punish me, literally but in the silence the whip falls sharp my silent screams blend with the violin and harp symphonicaly, it's a tragedy emotionally it's a travesty Physically a diversion down the same old road Ya are whatcha ya are it's nice to know
helen
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Oct 6, 2013
Oct 6, 2013 at 2:26 AM UTC
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