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Transvestite pony and glorious friend. Taken from the exciting smillustration website. Much loves.
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To speak of you would make planets collide
all stars would explode crashing to land
and singe my every nerves
Ironicly the flames sooth my urges
Intoxicating
Can’t speak of you
because we will all lose our hearts
Infinite? Possibly
we will meet again
The arms of consumerism have us trapped
The arms of a false god
i do not worship
I DO NOT WORSHIP
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