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She fluttered her eyes I stuttered replies but she was the devil in disguise the succubi the demon dame that came to me one night and I could not escape, her fate for me was surely that destiny in store and she wore my destiny so well for a devil from hell. She bled me dry and bled me more I sighed and in my very core knew I was lost. And now it happens frequently I see her lips that turn and snarling,darling come to me I fight but do I want to break free? she's rough but oh so tenderly I think I'll wait and see what the future holds
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Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 10:45 AM UTC
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She fluttered her eyes I stuttered replies but she was the devil in disguise the succubi the demon dame that came to me one night and I could not escape, her fate for me was surely that destiny in store and she wore my destiny so well for a devil from hell. She bled me dry and bled me more I sighed and in my very core knew I was lost. And now it happens frequently I see her lips that turn and snarling,darling come to me I fight but do I want to break free? she's rough but oh so tenderly I think I'll wait and see what the future holds
john-edward-smallshaw
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Jun 6, 2013
Jun 6, 2013 at 10:45 AM UTC
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