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+ wintered heart +nothings changed the women are still corrupt and the queen remains insane evil on all sides I can smell the death on your flesh my emotions and broken souls lie trapped in the endless winters call poisoning and frozen my heart and I want to attack to rip out your heart and lay your flat on your back realizing there's nothing more I can do then to sadly turn around and walk away I will eat my pain again feeding my disease like a river of plagues i am still sinning+ wintered heart +
sighs of doll parts
like your gallery, you're so gorgeous!!
*grrr jelousy*
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great pics..... i like the style
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Bow to the Druyanizm!
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closing the shell and staying close to my kind cos they understand what bird's in my mind
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Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative. --Oscar Wilde
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