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:-) ***a smile upon a practiced face is no longer a smile doll heads are just painted they use cunning, guile but you can see duplicity through the thick shellac ask for honor real truth and watch the varnish crack they'll find another hunting ground but their eyes will be their fall the baby blues that look at you DO NOT SMILE AT ALL!*** soulsurvivor (c) 3-18-2015
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Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 7:27 PM UTC
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:-) ***a smile upon a practiced face is no longer a smile doll heads are just painted they use cunning, guile but you can see duplicity through the thick shellac ask for honor real truth and watch the varnish crack they'll find another hunting ground but their eyes will be their fall the baby blues that look at you DO NOT SMILE AT ALL!*** soulsurvivor (c) 3-18-2015
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Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 7:27 PM UTC
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