Have some whitechapel Now that I have my trophy of your anatomy Your stiff can be excised aberrantly. Convulsions transpire youre seeping suppuration Our intamacy is arcane to culture These ethics I contain in my arsenal of pleasure Failed to be appreciated. Your proposition isnt good enough My expectations dont meet yours In due time Ill dictate your vile form Into my incapable hands And claim you for my own. Youre born into these hands again [Send the slut back to hell ]x4 Another whore to seek to fondle and misuse Back to the grave to exhume again.
Posted on: Sat, 08 Mar 2014 02:48:15 +0000
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