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*It paints her mouth the one that breathes fire, and kisses the burns. Deep reds and somber blacks. Her petals caress his skin so that he cannot escape her sweet scent and he gets lost in the desire he has for her. The paint on her lips keeps her sane and stops the demons from escaping through her lips.*
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Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 2:07 PM UTC
Lipstick
*It paints her mouth the one that breathes fire, and kisses the burns. Deep reds and somber blacks. Her petals caress his skin so that he cannot escape her sweet scent and he gets lost in the desire he has for her. The paint on her lips keeps her sane and stops the demons from escaping through her lips.*
hailey-dehn
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Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 2:07 PM UTC
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