Internalized capricious thoughts
my daggers are edged in blowfish toxin
There is a time
There is a place
I will meet you there
You will not walk away
in fact you won't be breathing at all...
my daggers are edged in blowfish toxin
There is a time
There is a place
I will meet you there
You will not walk away
in fact you won't be breathing at all...
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