Guest Shiva H. Vishnu Posted July 15, 2006 Share Posted July 15, 2006 grislte maw drools as his thistle clawed tools lascerate through black viscera kissing dark jewels slick skin ripping whore with sick grin dripping gore gargles glassy grey entrails impales twitching core with my half-eaten head, I, weak, whisper for more. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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