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Venom! Carry not venom in sharpened fangs; Which pierce peace. Bring not scorpions madness unto the kicking tail of abnormality. Nausea sickens impolitely, While walking through a softened heart. Be not bitter as I am not. Tells me that I am not forgot. Each time with words you crucify. A public notice not denied. Cannot deny in whinging and whining. Powerful hearts are both entwining. Smash and grab, A stollen heart. That was Stollen, Well bread. Not stolen, Straight rye bread, Stolen from a German fantasy. Fruity, spicy full of fun. By ladylivvi1 © 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
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Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 12:09 PM UTC
Stollen Venom!
Venom! Carry not venom in sharpened fangs; Which pierce peace. Bring not scorpions madness unto the kicking tail of abnormality. Nausea sickens impolitely, While walking through a softened heart. Be not bitter as I am not. Tells me that I am not forgot. Each time with words you crucify. A public notice not denied. Cannot deny in whinging and whining. Powerful hearts are both entwining. Smash and grab, A stollen heart. That was Stollen, Well bread. Not stolen, Straight rye bread, Stolen from a German fantasy. Fruity, spicy full of fun. By ladylivvi1 © 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
Dark Humour!
olivia-kent
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Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 12:09 PM UTC
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