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Rabbitby *Morriperkele
Pain, Love, Regret, EcstasyTouch, Crack. Shattered glass. Like a thousand small knives pointing toward you. Which way will you turn? Will you step back through the skull? Or will you face them all? The pins and needles feeling seering your flesh. Touch, Caress. Feathers. Sensual in the only sense that they tickle the flesh. Tiny bumps aroused on the arms, legs, And thighs of the victim subject to its charms. Twiddled through the fingers, And grazed over the lips. A single action. Touch, Total shame. Just a kiss. Holding back was the easy pPain, Love, Regret, Ecstasy
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ah.. now my head isnt taped to the tv anymore..
alright we had our fun, now give him back his pills
somehow it reminds me of
'nighmare before chrismas' .
freaky and original ')
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