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Russian RouletteYou put the gun in my hand I point the barrel at my heart Five chances to say goodbye Only one bullet before I'm deadRussian Roulette
I pull the trigger Knees weak, sweating profusely CLICK!
Take a deep breath Kiss you again and continue the game Letting loose on love and luck Point the barrel at my heart
I pull the trigger Knees weak, sweating profusely CLICK!
We keep on playing this game Day after day moths turn to years This is some serious Shitalkstoomuch And I keep on listening to her as I make my heart the target  


Her FinaleHER FINALEHer Finale
Fully clothed only in the whispering silver breath of the full moon, she stood embracing the beauty of her naked skin in the midnight hour. Her skin has been coloured by Mother Earth. Her body is a reflection of the lands contours. Her sagging breasts are hills which have borne many offspring and supported many generations. Her rough hands, carved by love, toil, hardships, prosperity, patience, care and many sleepless nights of silent labours, are raised in praise to her maker. Every wrinkle and fold is a receptacle of wisdom and an untold story. Her unbowed proud head with its mouth parted in songs of praise res
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The truth! The truth! Even if it were a crime!
Check out my gallery. It won't bite. Okay, maybe a little
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The truth! The truth! Even if it were a crime!
Check out my gallery. It won't bite. Okay, maybe a little
[link]
My Snow Man Melted Literature Contest! [link]
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Is this a dagger i see before me,
The handle toward my hand?
Come! Let me clutch thee.
Macbeth Act II Scene I - Shakespeare
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The truth! The truth! Even if it were a crime!
Check out my gallery. It won't bite. Okay, maybe a little
[link]
My Snow Man Melted Literature Contest! [link]
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How many frequent flier miles would it take to send someone nonstop to hell?
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Is this a dagger i see before me,
The handle toward my hand?
Come! Let me clutch thee.
Macbeth Act II Scene I - Shakespeare
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Is this a dagger i see before me,
The handle toward my hand?
Come! Let me clutch thee.
Macbeth Act II Scene I - Shakespeare
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If death is the answer to love's mysteries,
Then bleed on my darling to the sound of a dream
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