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aerial
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Date Posted: 16:03:25 12/23/02 Mon
i can't hear you scream
drowning so it seems
your mouth is full of poison
it was with a smirk that she thought over the other's mares complimentary
words. yeah, i did bang his ego around, but nothing he didn't deserve.
boys shouldn't be so cocky if they can't back themselves up with proof.
her attention returned to the female who stood before her, and the
venemous one nodded her pate, it's finely dished and chisled
palette betraying her arabian desendency. she shifted her mass to,
what she thought, would be a more comfortable position, forgetting
about her injury. she winced as pressure was applied to her leg, and
shifted again. and apologetic smile scrambled across her features
and once more did she form a retort to the other's words.
well then, perhaps when i've recovered we can have a little mock,
just for fun. maybe we'll learn something. unless, of course, you
don't want to, which i would understand. no one goes for
seasons at a
time without fighting for no reason at all. would you tell me why you
stopped fighting? or would that be pushing?
a e r i a l
mouthful of poison
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