Thursday, June 14, 2012
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blood drips slowly from the lips of a killer a dark moment when time stops eyes piercing through a beam of light suddenly darkness and despair turn into light the blood is pure the taste is precious slowely licking the crimson red from where the tongue touches the bright pink lips light enters the soul
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7/20/2025 5:42:31 PM # 1.0.0
I love this! Great description. Keep it up: P