

The BodyI fear your heart will burst. You alone have been cursed. Watch his eyes get redder. Listen to me, you'd betterThe Body
run far away from him. He won't stop 'til he breaks the skin. Watch your love, now, dear, and be careful of what you hear. When he tells you love, he's lying. What he really wants; why he's trying; what he needs from you, doll . . . It's your body, and that is all.
When you told him you love him, it set off a fire within; not the kind you're used to, but a sin growing fast, and growing for you. It's a poison; be quick on your feet


The BedNo one else sleeps in my room, unless you count the bed. But you would never understand, unless in my head.The Bed
I slip onto the mattress, and deep under it's life. It loves me like a husband, and I, it's only wife.
The folds in the blanket; they sing me to sleep. The voice is familiar, and one that I keep.
There's a beating in the pillow, every time I lie. But it makes me all the more happy, that I can't deny.
No one else can make me feel, except my lovely bed. But you would never understand, unless in my head.
I swear this thing grows arms, and locks m
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Paranoid. Self-destroyed.
The fever becomes his home.
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"Once again, O, my fine merrye men,
We shall in the greenwood meet,
And there we'll make our bowstrings twang-
A music for us, very sweet." - Said by Rhi Bran y Hud (Bran ap Brycan, Robin Hood) (a song)
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Paranoid. Self-destroyed.
The fever becomes his home.
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"Once again, O, my fine merrye men,
We shall in the greenwood meet,
And there we'll make our bowstrings twang-
A music for us, very sweet." - Said by Rhi Bran y Hud (Bran ap Brycan, Robin Hood) (a song)
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There's no girl in the world more special to me than ~nightwalker-dark She's all I need in life~
founder of the great animation club ~Club-Stix
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Paranoid. Self-destroyed.
The fever becomes his home.
--
"Once again, O, my fine merrye men,
We shall in the greenwood meet,
And there we'll make our bowstrings twang-
A music for us, very sweet." - Said by Rhi Bran y Hud (Bran ap Brycan, Robin Hood) (a song)
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