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Weaknesses of My Fears
Weaknesses of my fears, body, and soul. Perhaps,
insane. In my mind's subterranean and Jack in the
Box. My quill went after my jugular, leaving me with
bare-bones and half-eaten Whitman Sampler
crawling with roaches as you sodomized me with
your ho-hum tongue and I licked your smiling little
skeeter as you itched my debauchery. Loosening
the semen from my old cobblers.
insane. In my mind's subterranean and Jack in the
Box. My quill went after my jugular, leaving me with
bare-bones and half-eaten Whitman Sampler
crawling with roaches as you sodomized me with
your ho-hum tongue and I licked your smiling little
skeeter as you itched my debauchery. Loosening
the semen from my old cobblers.
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