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When questioned what was nature, i laughingly said s&m; ravishing red roses thorns were meant for torture but some indulge in them Misunderstood poison ivy is for her dark and seductive touch leaving her victims perturbed with the faintest brush shunned by the hollies for her dark and twisted roots she finds solace in clandestiny where she indulges in sinful truths But if the darker side of nature is perceived as such a sin and on one hot july night the forest shall ignite i’ll let the fickle flames fade into me because the smell of burning saffron can be quite alright Nature is a playground and we dabble in different mounds often forgetting the vines that are to hold us down to submit or not to submit let ivy tell you for one false move the vines will bruise you
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Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 1:09 AM UTC
sinful nature
When questioned what was nature, i laughingly said s&m; ravishing red roses thorns were meant for torture but some indulge in them Misunderstood poison ivy is for her dark and seductive touch leaving her victims perturbed with the faintest brush shunned by the hollies for her dark and twisted roots she finds solace in clandestiny where she indulges in sinful truths But if the darker side of nature is perceived as such a sin and on one hot july night the forest shall ignite i’ll let the fickle flames fade into me because the smell of burning saffron can be quite alright Nature is a playground and we dabble in different mounds often forgetting the vines that are to hold us down to submit or not to submit let ivy tell you for one false move the vines will bruise you
xavier
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Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 1:09 AM UTC
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