L.U.S.T

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By itty bitty •

Luxurious perfection, angelic attention Unyeilding proof that God can work wonders on thee Saitate my every need, til I scream, til I scream Torture me, oh heavenly hells, macabre beauty behind closed doors... Praise the Lord, thy name is Lust! 4 out of a series of 7

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November 23, 2006 02:19User

This is a little wretched..but I like it a lot..