« Reply #2 on: August 19, 2011, 03:56:48 PM »
Agreed. Would you take ca$h?
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Harmful heat in my hugs hide,My lips are laced with cyanide
Never mind my medicine breath,Come hither for a kiss of Death...
Where there once were feely fingers, Now protrude poisonous stingers
Feel I'm left with no recourse,But to kill her with no remorse