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Scarlett

Once again you slide inside to chiv me, to stick me with a blade. Cold steel is not when your blood's running hot but the signals get mixed then we're fixed fine? it's dandy. You don't feel the stiletto as it tiptoes in and your life falls out, and I thought it was all about that. Centurions in Century city reaching out to the witty, the pithy and are you with me? okay, it's okay I lose it too. On a heading due West, of oblivion colliding with starlets like Vivien. that's Leigh in case you were wondering. no escaping just scraping the bottom of the barrel the cider tastes better down here.

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