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Jan 22, 2009
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Sinful Beauty
Her lips were soft
If I could tell
Eyes like a cat
Life in a shell
Hair, forbidden
None on her head
If Hell could sing
She'd wake the dead
A stroll with her
Takes you to the grave
She’ll suck your blood
With a well chosen blade
String you a long
And hang you on high
One simple kiss
Now you will die!
Comments
blistered-pen
17 years 3 months ago
Don't get it really..
Proprietress o…
17 years 3 months ago
Shadowteller,
Shadowteller
17 years 3 months ago
Thank you
Shadowteller
17 years 3 months ago
Thanks
Proprietress o…
17 years 3 months ago
it is always good
Nordic cloud
17 years 3 months ago
Our proprietress
Shadowteller
17 years 3 months ago
Of course
Ink Dragon
17 years 3 months ago
Shadowteller,
Electric Blue
17 years 3 months ago
Sinful Beauty