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"Never love a wild thing. The bite marks they leave heal But the corrupt mind is yours to keep." "Can you not see? Even the most angelic mind the devil prances in."
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Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 7:22 PM UTC
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"Never love a wild thing. The bite marks they leave heal But the corrupt mind is yours to keep." "Can you not see? Even the most angelic mind the devil prances in."
jennifer-arndt
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Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 7:22 PM UTC
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