an Richard is scratchin his way
out of da tomb
misc draft 11am
my dad murdered that relationship in its
infancey
and if we meet by chance it will be classed
as natural
flesh eating zombies planted in your social
death by electrocution or lethal
injection
he broke my neck and twisted my spine
you could hear it crack
and then my dad walked in ...
he's much more juicy than a girl
i thought id take the lead
his breast is engorge
n did he mean suntan lotion
an he like brings out the milky
side of me like my skin feels like silky milk
smooth like hi chocolate lips an far away eyes
n he stronger n me
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