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Love it.
Stuck waves
love poem number 32she dyed her hair red, and it's really a shame i wish i was dead, just 'cause it looks just like flame she's been stuck in my head for so long it's a bane want to take her bed but she don’t know my aim what goes on in my head or even my namelove poem number 32
I’m sick of the dames on the gain train, playing a fame game, givin’ me the vein drain, maim my name, lower my aim ‘till I got left is this coffee cup full of blame
i want you
not money not power his and hers towels on the rack by the shower to sit with you, to hold you in my arms but you resist my charms an all my frien
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Niipaa ♪ ☆ ★
hehe love the prince of persia hair
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finery.
Sorry for the lateness in my reply.
-Tom
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No problem, it's freaking awesome.
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-Surrender!
-You mean you wish to surrender to me?
...Very well. I accept.
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My tongue's the only muscle on my body, that works harder than my heart.
<Johnny3
he gets the props for that one
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-Surrender!
-You mean you wish to surrender to me?
...Very well. I accept.
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-Surrender!
-You mean you wish to surrender to me?
...Very well. I accept.
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