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Author: Kikuchi Zakuro
Fiction Rated: M - English - Romance/Angst - Published: 02-20-09 - Updated: 02-20-09 - Complete - id:2638315

Well do


Fight eviler destiny

I am some little music

Prostitute puppet

Always write

Talk

Inspiration

Grammar

Word genius

Were

Read his right, strong, naked truth

Err no certain match, so dig beneath the moon

Could you fight cliché hate?

And speak to create infinite love?

Release emotion

Unholy experience

Expose visible silent rhythm

Drown the fear

Would Ion not step?

Transgress, but vacuum an attic tree?

Go investigate free lime wine then find

Page if orchestra

Translucent thought from own conscious

Never manipulate a good memory

Or give up a perfect daydream.

Like how dead people can trap another soul with skeletons,

Bye black boy, kind man has correct famous beauty…

But say, devil.

More love will light desire for hot brain sex.

Bone spurt

Obsess bosom

Do suck torso

Monkey mouth noise

Wail, whisper.

Old cold come.

On here.

Him. Me. One wrench.

Why ask who was better above?

Compel. Confess.

Curse off wrong ghost friend.

Drink down real green soup.

Working.

Bleeding.

Live long.

Spark full of fermenting pickle.

Sleep soon.


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