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Terminal (Free verse) by kingit
...and once she has felt what I have placed inside of her the tepid wetness begins to seep from her crimson, velvet pump. The prong sank deep. I suffer- she makes certain price, cost too high, Dear- And I am slaughtered, like One.

Down the ladder: the Dreamer

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Weighted score: 5.0
Overall Rank: 7976
Posted: December 10, 2003 6:38 PM PST; Last modified: December 10, 2003 6:38 PM PST
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[8] SupremeDreamer @ 204.31.175.154 | 10-Dec-03/6:42 PM | Reply
Blessed with eight.
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