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"In tombs of gold and lapis lazulim, Bodies of holy men and women exude, Miraculous oil, odour of violet. But under heavy loads of clay lies bodies of the Vampires full of blood: Their shrouds are bloody and their lips are wet." By William Yeats
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- Do you think I'm faking, when I'm lying next to yo...
- And she see's no one around.
- Sometimes you've got to say please.
- Might as well face it, you're addicted to love.
- The Sing-A-Long
- Does every moment move past you? Or does it feel l...
- Why don't you come with me little girl, on a magic...
- And just how deep would you go, to see through it ...
- Adult Material
- Piehole
- Not supposed to be scared of anything, but I don't...
- She was the moon painting you with it's glow.
- It doesn't matter what I want. It doesn't matter w...
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