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Oct 2013
don't let *** take yourmind, bound together, bridge space and time. make love lick your souls behind, let it know where it comes from.
be subtle and sweet, bleed only for the ones who put food on your plate, never dull your blade slaying wenches for french fries.
Written by
Jordan
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