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Mar 2017
hands on the trigger. no stopping me now. standing over you with a darkened shroud. i pull the trigger, sparked loud with a bang with flowers of love that shoot from your vanes. i kiss you and hug you with all of my love. be mine for ever my true love.
Toujo
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