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New Years Declaration New Years Declaration - AsianBomb777 You escape me. I am sick. I will find you. I will haunt you. Surmise me baby how’ve you’ve been, Shady grove of fragrant yesterdays, Eyes blinded by your light, still what I see is keen, Boon of a thousand happy deeds, ill thought lingering festers, Whose conjecture of suspicious tapestry, Woven mystery of something unthinkable, You escape me. I am sick. I will find you. I will haunt you. New Years, baby, how’ve you’ve been, Shady grove of fragrant fruit, Peel the skin to taste it’s juice, Suck its flesh down to the core, Watch it dangle limp and lose, Woven mystery of something unthinkable, You escape me. I am sick. I will find you. I will haunt you. Like your lips around my penis. Your lips around my penis, Your lips around my penis, [Edited 12/30/04 15:36pm] | |
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AsianBomb777 said: New Years Declaration - AsianBomb777 You escape me. I am sick. I will find you. I will haunt you. Surmise me baby how’ve you’ve been, Shady grove of fragrant yesterdays, Eyes blinded by your light, still what I see is keen, Boon of a thousand happy deeds, ill thought lingering festers, Whose conjecture of suspicious tapestry, Woven mystery of something unthinkable, You escape me. I am sick. I will find you. I will haunt you. New Years, baby, how’ve you’ve been, Shady grove of fragrant fruit, Peel the skin to taste it’s juice, Suck its flesh down to the core, Watch it dangle limp and lose, Woven mystery of something unthinkable, You escape me. I am sick. I will find you. I will haunt you. Like your lips around my penis. Your lips around my penis, Your lips around my penis, [Edited 12/30/04 15:36pm] Did Shausler ghost-write this? | |
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Ace said: AsianBomb777 said: New Years Declaration - AsianBomb777 You escape me. I am sick. I will find you. I will haunt you. Surmise me baby how’ve you’ve been, Shady grove of fragrant yesterdays, Eyes blinded by your light, still what I see is keen, Boon of a thousand happy deeds, ill thought lingering festers, Whose conjecture of suspicious tapestry, Woven mystery of something unthinkable, You escape me. I am sick. I will find you. I will haunt you. New Years, baby, how’ve you’ve been, Shady grove of fragrant fruit, Peel the skin to taste it’s juice, Suck its flesh down to the core, Watch it dangle limp and lose, Woven mystery of something unthinkable, You escape me. I am sick. I will find you. I will haunt you. Like your lips around my penis. Your lips around my penis, Your lips around my penis, [Edited 12/30/04 15:36pm] Did Shausler ghost-write this? | |
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