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Oct 2014
Play the sweet warm string of lies.
My, your so charming. Plunge it right to where I feel it.
Your wished, left hanging on the noose I tied for you.
Care to step in?

Special. One of the kind.
Indeed I am. Yet I allowed you to see your dream.
One blink. Goes away.
I'm much more.

Similar joy I fought for played like this. Here I am, scars and all.
Don't question me. I'll set aflame your notes of love.
Its not about play. Don't **** with me.
Evee Colbolt
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Evee Colbolt  27/F/small bleak town. Az
(27/F/small bleak town. Az)   
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