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Raindrops fell sideways! like The way you ****** me that night. The way you enlightened me and stole my slumber and ripped off my rumpled rib prisons and swallowed a fair portion of my innocence. You damped a fire I had burning for years but you set my body aflameflame with Buddhist monk kerosine kisses to die in silence for peace for peace but oh, oh, oh! teacherteacher teach me a thing or two in the bush blister blister tick tock callous and, well, I learned well with stomach well churning and bile brimming flowing flooding river sliding off my tied tongue confused. The sad part is that I liked you. You were almost too short to reach the lowest string on the harp but you played mine just fine. It was just out of tune. Sorry. I know I'm supposed to take care of it every day. Warped wood. Crack! Wire pop whip recoil. Bad ******* bleed black blood, widow. Lovedeath and reborn twicethrice and I single-handedly nurtured neurosis and conquered psychosis like a queen. He likes to keep his fire engine clean. It's a clean machine. Very clean!
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
clean machine
Raindrops fell sideways! like The way you ****** me that night. The way you enlightened me and stole my slumber and ripped off my rumpled rib prisons and swallowed a fair portion of my innocence. You damped a fire I had burning for years but you set my body aflameflame with Buddhist monk kerosine kisses to die in silence for peace for peace but oh, oh, oh! teacherteacher teach me a thing or two in the bush blister blister tick tock callous and, well, I learned well with stomach well churning and bile brimming flowing flooding river sliding off my tied tongue confused. The sad part is that I liked you. You were almost too short to reach the lowest string on the harp but you played mine just fine. It was just out of tune. Sorry. I know I'm supposed to take care of it every day. Warped wood. Crack! Wire pop whip recoil. Bad ******* bleed black blood, widow. Lovedeath and reborn twicethrice and I single-handedly nurtured neurosis and conquered psychosis like a queen. He likes to keep his fire engine clean. It's a clean machine. Very clean!
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gigi-tiji
Panamanian
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
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