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Buried Silently

Electrical passion fevers pleasures painful heart. Graphic nature plays fiddles upon strings of foreplay. Mercies infatuation dies glancing at stolen love. Visions blur upon remembrance of yesterdays torture. As you bury our love in silent graves of murder.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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