Tuesday, July 20, 2010

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If we cut out the bed, well then we'd have nothing left-
Like I cut up your mouth the night I stuffed it all in-
And you lied to the angels, said I stabbed you to death--

I lost my head, you couldn't cum-
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun--

I want to go blonde..? Just for an experiment.

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