?Number?A Poem by turbochainsawI could see the devil in her eyes like a nice little chainsaw surprise ripping through the flesh holding it wide open to suggestion some oral defecation bringing such elation to a life so complacent seeking out debasement as a way of meditation can I have your number please?
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Added on November 14, 2013 Last Updated on November 15, 2013 Author
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