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Fine Lines were…
the expression on her face, as life ran from her.
the coldness in her breath as it left unwillingly.
the steamy moist desire of red, flowing freely.
exploration of her hand, grasping at fading strands of hope.
and in the end
there was only two,
and after the two,
there was but one,
and upon the passing of the one
two came out again
then a bit more two
some one
more one
randomly two
….
being sick is weird.
Fine lines are…
..the feel of rust against my palm, her blood gushing around my fingers as i
force the rust deeper into her, screaming, but not for long, desires of
her warmth between my cheeks, under my tongue, ….
its a fine line, between laughter and murder.
Just Stroke IT!!!!
Oh Ya!
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tGVnH39UzI8
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