by Unknown
Sep 2009 323 Views 3 comments
La Petite Morte
That look you have.
Those gun shot stare,
never gonna forget this,
blood diamond sparkle,
type of eyes.
That perfect slit
that hides your tongue.
Red cherry massacre
whispering my name.
Those gun shot stare,
never gonna forget this,
blood diamond sparkle,
type of eyes.
That perfect slit
that hides your tongue.
Red cherry massacre
whispering my name.
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Posted: Sep 2009
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