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Was it fun to dip you fingers in my pain Pretty face with hideous intention Warm smile with razor sharp officiation Gifts wrapped with high pressure conation Enough could never mean Enough Drag me slowly to your cave of hedonism Ring me with jingle bells **** me with television tales Quench you hollowness Fry my ignorance and feed your emptiness Your dripping desires of spicy pleasures You drag me for a hand to hold You carry me in my time of gold and you surely know when to run well well I was never late to know the time to curb When was the last time we were friends Truth began when friends outspaced
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Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 6:40 AM UTC
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Was it fun to dip you fingers in my pain Pretty face with hideous intention Warm smile with razor sharp officiation Gifts wrapped with high pressure conation Enough could never mean Enough Drag me slowly to your cave of hedonism Ring me with jingle bells **** me with television tales Quench you hollowness Fry my ignorance and feed your emptiness Your dripping desires of spicy pleasures You drag me for a hand to hold You carry me in my time of gold and you surely know when to run well well I was never late to know the time to curb When was the last time we were friends Truth began when friends outspaced
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Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 6:40 AM UTC
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