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Dec 2015
I set our world on fire with my tongue. The rage that is boiling inside of me has just begun . Which one of us, do you think will make it out  a live.  My plan is to make you suffer, to make sure your cut so deeply inside.  To cut you so bad, no one can revive the you the man use to be. I will laugh because, its all due to me.  If another woman tries to undo what I have done. I've placed land mines in your psyche,wainting to activate. I want you to feel my hate. My choice of weapon is my tongue.
Tiffany Ann Martin
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Tiffany Ann Martin  Abilene,Texas
(Abilene,Texas)   
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