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I see Your flesh Molting like a Leukemic snake's. I've begun to count The tree rings Buried Beneath Your eyelids. Still You salivate.
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Oct 13, 2013
Oct 13, 2013 at 9:46 AM UTC
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I see Your flesh Molting like a Leukemic snake's. I've begun to count The tree rings Buried Beneath Your eyelids. Still You salivate.
jedd-ong
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Oct 13, 2013
Oct 13, 2013 at 9:46 AM UTC
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