not a single force on earth could
famish the flame that
grew from a single kiss and i
feel so empty without your
hooked wings surrounding and the
heat of your lips on my
jugular vein
Aug 21, 2013
Aug 21, 2013 at 3:06 PM UTC
not a single force on earth could
famish the flame that
grew from a single kiss and i
feel so empty without your
hooked wings surrounding and the
heat of your lips on my
jugular vein
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