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tender barbs caress pallid skin soft black thorns whisper and feel flesh so thin lightly they tug and gently they pull tasting to pierce let crimson fall pure brilliant white only in tragedy can end this night
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Jun 3, 2013
Jun 3, 2013 at 5:58 PM UTC
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tender barbs caress pallid skin soft black thorns whisper and feel flesh so thin lightly they tug and gently they pull tasting to pierce let crimson fall pure brilliant white only in tragedy can end this night
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Jun 3, 2013
Jun 3, 2013 at 5:58 PM UTC
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