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Adam can go *** himself
I am not fruit ripe for the picking,
my indigestible flesh is an alter
I will worship life by
before I ever let Adam take a bite.
Friday 21st February 2025 8:34 am
The Other Bloody Mary
No way honey!
That answer forever
Cause I can see your heart beating -
Beating out of your chest
When I undress,
Beating out of your chest when I am there.
No way honey,
Never never!
Cause you’re fresh out the holy water,
Fresh out Mary the mother.
Can’t corrupt the white light, the earths hope, world’s might!
Can’t let you give in, lose course, all in the name of ...
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