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Jun 2016
I am not a blanket,I am not there to comfort you.
I am the raging storm,I will weather you,I will try to break you and if you can survive being in my presence then you are a warrior.
you will be deserving of the warm sun that follows the rage of my heart and the ruthless passion of my mind.
I am a ******* hurricane.
Creepstar
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Creepstar  Pig Town
(Pig Town)   
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   cgembry
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