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curse of the polka dot dress

short polka dot dresses don't belong here amidst the predators headless beer dream benders vulva vampires cheap shot dead enders so willing to blow hell fire from innocent embers A dash of black out sprinkled into your naïve drink sticky dreams dying in a puddle of sunrise piss daddy always warned you about the curse of a short polka dot dress

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Date: 5/3/2019 10:44:00 AM
Powerful are totally fearless in self expression. I admire your poetry and electric honesty that zaps both mind and soul In great appreciation, Pangiota
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Date: 5/3/2019 3:09:00 AM
Shots of rum with short polka dot dress...An explosive combination...
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Date: 5/2/2019 11:27:00 PM
Wow. Some very inventive imagery going on here. Very impressive. Have a good day.
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