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Walking on the beautiful Victorian East side she had the sixth sense she was hearing the more erotic Gothic music.The flower shops caught her eye the fast pace of the people going to their jobs. But her penthouse was bloody death of white faces with blood stains so cool she was happy that she could be home to work. What a soulful smell music sounds to her ear of bloody roses. Walking on Rose dark boulevard the concrete blonde she loved the group she could hear the music in her headset. Besides the faintly illuminated shapes stood out dark as the ground she was walking. You could smell all the ethnic flavors of blood in her veins of foods. She felt the search something of a Saint what a Haydn his wife was the mad red curly hair driving Miss Vampish curler how he played through her hair. How his eyes wondered playing and observing like a womanizer and his eyes flew what a haunting moon. But Samatha was the harp shady tree lady stringing something together and it wasn't creepy Vamp it up pasta but sometimes her powers were weak. Some Gothic man symphonic music started playing Rossini Opera he could stand on his head she was pinned to his eyes she was all bloomed like a fly by witches flower came he passed her and he knew exactly who she was he winked to summoned her on what a binding spell she wiped the sweat off her face.

She was beautiful pale porcelain skin and alluring walking with her parasol. But not realizing she was the target and wouldn't feel anything because he wiped out her soul. But music could overpower any ritual of a spell she was super soulful in her cooking and music she loved the artist Switch Blade love them so saucy. Also, Siouxsie Sioux loves her bloody roux. Let's go and play the drums of the blood river of the twin residents.What a Blutengel she's my bloodsucker angel. She's way better she bleeds.There was no way out he was the demon lord everyone was telling him to shoot that bitch with her poor soul brat-wurst. She needed to tune him out get a grip do you hear me who else could you be? He used to be a kind loved Mozart now he turned mad was in his blood Vampire shopping stake in the music heart. He was the historically instrumental music man.Some of his students he would torment them with his words if they didn't play their instrument top of the rank they wanted to bang their heads. They couldn't take it mop of a whiplash clean up your splash. They would have to stay very late to clean the coffin place. He was set a certain way he wanted them knuckled like the Eastwick Cher witches of East winds only Castled the hands didn't touch royalty he was sticking to his hat of a plan.

Those fingers to bleed they would use broom mop beat of a witch drum.You never hold the broomstick right you need more blood the beer is way too foamy brewing, this is crazy I am going out of my head. The music is Bach but Vampires got hired they will be back with the banging bands. Please, when they come have blood all over your fucking hands. So haunting when I am in route I-69 the music is all over the place he pulled himself into the Vampire and blood go station he said the worst of this is over I think the worst of the shock was receding as long as he didn't think of those damn witches they are called the symphonic witches.They hunt & wait to find the most vulnerable one with the worst mop of hair.What did she do to you hearing the same symphonic melody but it was more like a cancer of parody.

They met every Thursday at blood hour that hot horny red thirsty human @ the Demon's brew up @ the London brewery. Everything was left dark like a sexy mole but a brutal mark always a screw so loose you could see her fallen coffin like hair. Let's go international very Vampire conventional.But not everyone in their sex club was very functional. It needed to slaved right. This world is messed up worm's batch of brew in your cup. They need to suck in their waistline what guts and bloody brew witches. There hat's hanging by her plants weed of wrinkle face and my pot green thumbs.I needed to stretch my hat with my longer than hail the witch nails. Bring my candle's & my black evil cat.

Time remaking itself will I ever B myself.Did he give you big stage shot of injections This whole world is a disease cup of coffee they drink blood sugar raises her skin got as pale as milk not very fast food appetizing all beds and sheet and the primary color green faces of IV poison talking heads psyche killer someone was rolling the camera she screams!! I need to put my face back on movie set did you end up like deadhead detention Was this the bad side of the moon creation Dark I love it witchery of gruesome reaction. I had sex, or not. was it interesting? He hurt like worthless heart but I love it more down on me like hell.Trying to escape the paleontologist what a skull came to my door with his spy eye ringing my bell. Amen of her own dark harvest clown. Was impossible, mission, deep inside she scream's alway's under unruly conditions. Only love of darkness spell went deeper he reached.

She was spiritual high devil's preach lessons 2 learn where no-one can hear. We love the dark 2 fear. How she urged, to hear his witch bell.Mouth foamy like hell One finger slipped, into my wet, TV channel. He flooded me on the edge of the canal fucked up carnal knowledge All over again sadistic creature Can you handle such leverage slavery in my feature I love looking like cruel creature He turned her body on the side. Whose-the-witch didn't know one from the other. She felt like a cat with his caressing strokes but he was creepy scars, images and voices really swept away and he would be pushing at my long hair to get it off my face. They loved hair it was a show to them.He was the music player the cry of an anguished cheetah.What telepathic communication it was easy to read their minds one of her brothers it seeped into her skin he had a second skin like humans of the third eye.

Her eyes stabbed the chosen flavor "Evil Twin" her hair smelled musty.Melted black a profusion of curls flipped out. How the warlocks spilling forced her to lose her footing and butt pump way down the steps dark erotic quest to test. Inside there she might not know much but she knew witches of danger fire burn baby burn. What wicked mouth's one hand nestled the fireplace watching the wax off her legs melt.Daisy hat flew what a tobacco King tut Egyptian she could dance Morroco Camel's Sara smile sunshine eyes he didn't sleep witches moon.She craved 4 Tabasco red hot where's my white angel feather when I need one isn't it called a gift from an angel.What a green envy face all monstrosities was this the college of Socrates vampire symphonic players Thalia's witch broom rise.

She knew just where to fly like an aura of clairvoyance. She could use her hands to unscrewed any ring of his treasure chest. There was only one night in all the 13 days of the month. His hands shaped arched her breast It was Kentuckian Hot Chicken darkly stripped and blood hands instead of ketchup. She closed her mouth and savored every sip of his Bloody British coffee

Her stick tied around his finger's stroking his Forever wasted stoned hair filled with cocaine. If your reading this please go insane. clean this place up she has a mop head red unruly. Potent scent of a pair.Oh, crap not to Holy looked at her feeding passionately she felt the frightening vulnerability of a relentless green glow.German belligerent in a nut-shell brown ale.Sharp teeth bloody banged her go to bloody hell digging like a witch whale. Irish malted beer's someone ratted bad ass Rat spoiled sour kraut brat. tail ale in the cellar. Sucked every part staked the heart.A presenting sounded whoosh of She's dead hats and tires. Masculine over and over the bloody cover. coat Moose.Great tush which broom's her brush. knuckle winter stout. Couldn't get enough of her foaming pout. Green witchery.More methodical rubbing she was dark smoky sipping his, but her dark fang's kept creeping tainted love.

She was pulsating his grizzly paw beer. She needed to make herself clear needing more__pulsating temple's, Smoked out his smoke cigar, his color turned green mean obscene he watched her like black coffee steaming hawk. She deaf like a mute she fucked the whole state but you can hear Symphonic tune's mopped over the speaker He became her devil the seeker.Looking out the window solar eclipsing turned darker. She was so speechless but you can hear all the mugs of Oktoberfest celebration. He leaned into her conversation. But she was heated up not the usual one's How the men gulped it down like it was last deadly video game wish. What came out of all this?? At a distance, wax was burning speechless bad witch damn me 4 trusting you she keeps hearing those words. What came out of all this?? So many dead raven bird's burning so ritual through her soul. He has no car Lexus all marked hands of blood and body weight I scalped you lights control. Like astigmatic, Blurry focus. dalmatians all spots rapture.witchery tears so bogus ripples.

Chest rises attempting to chase her, heightened sexual active New Yorker mad magazine hatter green diamonds of nipples. Euphoria Sun Moon and earth.Dark and Darth scattered Examining different signs. Witchery design table plates chattered teeth came at her. Was this her last prayer of death, Eyes looked adjacent it spoke.Smoking which breath whispering the word burn 2 the left the plate said It's your turn, She looked down at her's again she saw the words flying like a broomstick the witch is in your vein's heretically witches itself no one could kill them. Winter-Chapped stout couldn't get enough of her foaming green witchery pout. She was sipping her's so innocently he was sipping his grizzly paw beer.She needed to make herself clear, needing more___sex How she smothered his smoke cigar.All over Dark New Jersey angst teens Bar. So hot eclipsing turned darker more stressed and erotic This is war pressing her hands to her green poison ribs of the deadly roses how he loved to gulped it down. Where in Lover of Vampire Rave town.The last sometimes it can be the best like the end, messenger way out of bloodline to the end, over here seeing the words Music spell wish. What came out of all this??.At a distance wax was burning hell he's rising & I am dying. No more tears of crying all little big lie lying through her soul like astigmatic blurry focus.

When I got home my husband wasn't there he was still at the firm I needed to take a cleansing bath with bath beads and my sponge of silk moisturizers how it softens my skin my shampoo was so crisp like a bloody apple but he is still wearing his spicy green yuck soon as I put it in my hair I felt pieces falling out on the floor it was really scary the maid was cleaning up it was her usual day of cleaning not a flame of fire split of hair sky. When I got out of the Victorian Gothic tub I looked in the mirror and screamed the top of a catnip tongue I could from scratch my scalp what the fuck happen to my beautiful dark exotic hair.I started to cry dripping tears she remembered when her husband would tug at her hair holding his sex pistol to the side of him and he caught the nape of her neck.

Now! it could have been so nice what is a long neck to look at when your hair cannot sweep up.The Vampire bustier maid's had a blood crack showing they were cocksuckers so devious still cleaning all over the house.

She was sitting all the way in the back in the red velvet parlor where no one can see her. Her husband came with his satin red suit with blood on his mouth it started to drip how she would tease him with her luscious Gothic mouth she loved him to be home but he was the cheater he was speaking to the maid little did she know she was in on the game too.

The husband said where's my wife now boy does she disappear I was just speaking to her. The maid she said I don't really know but there is blood going to the bedroom sir. He looked in the bedroom than he looked in the guest room nothing he looked in the bathroom it looked like Python hit it. All blood sweat and tears everywhere.When he found her finally he said what happen to your hair look at you. She turned and said the fucking shampoo that I always use this time I was bleeding rose flower but cursed. So where is it I left it in the bathroom he said I looked in there not anywhere. Then the maid came over he looked at the mop stick was her luscious thick as a whip long hair he knew that. It was some hell of wicked broom on he was getting hard headed like a bull something hot flickered all black turning his eyes deep green. You cannot argue with us. You will never win witchy women. But a vampire is a bitch quite smart to fire your hair. She loves her heavy metal music all blood stains of fingers erotic.

So bogus checking our vital signs green waves rapture. witchery tears of love capture spoke out to me chest rises did I repeat myself dark world crisis. So many times same words I am hearing I'm tough as deep red scarlet nail's so daring please no Jailbirds is the wrought iron spell working on everything. I am reading over and rolling over with someone's blood all over me over again attempting to chase more Vampires climbing on her cigarette-case Miss Brutal bloodsucker her heightened nipples to the great sadistic ending. The "Euphoria" dark Moon earth examining compromising blood bud positioning.I was born with it @ birth all the different signs. Making a mental list of it.Sitting at the Vamp style design table plates with black horses in the stable chattered teeth came at her was this her last prayer of death, Eyes of Darth Girl Goth designer moth's looked adjacent whispering and he's tampering. the Witch we all have a witch inside our vein's music fly of the broomstick I rather B playing with his sensual blood pumping cock Joystick.

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09:26 Nov 17 2017

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A few strands, of her hair, messed up falling, she felt someone dark vibe waiting out there. She was the victim haunting music pulsing in her throat she got popped.What fucker's of a different tribe It was a hot humid smoked up day.Looking out the darkness spanked her window, it needed a change, her blood was dripping out of the art-work.She saw his face, coming at her, threatened by him.Turned 4 a second 2 faces came out spitting up blood mirror and Bloody British mirror on the hell of the fall face to face. Rock danger of ricochet, she needed to slip a note, to the detective no one believed her story. The police officer thought she was so paranoid, her husband was in the darkroom slaughtering up hell's angel's food, this woman called the slaughterhouse Police force, so many times crying, Wolf!! She got her bloody artist hands, trying to keep steady.She was following her Feeling ready to pop another pill.

She was seeing too many images erotic, head bashing psychotic. revealing more secrets like she was the straight jacket woman of the triple-sex planet.They took her away, half painted the wall, of her multiple personalities. She needed to get out, of the dark and come into the white light. Miss Crawford. But this is the world of Vampires.She ended up, in a (Dark-shadow web).This woman, Angelic, had no friend's only the best kept one's were Vampire's evil pick of friends, were Witches of a harem, getting the sick patients, like they were experiments, making them into the world of vampires sucking blood mental house. She knew too well through her body what was going on in this world love web of a tangle you felt like the woman through master bedchamber being brutalized by King of the reign Xavier.

Web of pain Fatal-Femme you got brainwashed, into hidden reservoirs, lost desire no breast to breast stroking. He’s from the underworld, talking with bloody rage please help me Please God, I know you will help me and my family.Smells bad taste of skunk, Cooked up in his smoking.Her husband didn’t believe, a word, of what she was feeling. As if she was, on this dark planet far from twilight Wolfen you needed a better howling. Owl red eye's Jack the stripper on the prowling.The sign's on the devil end, she's on her peak road, she started to love the danger.She couldn’t open up, to her friends, Everyone needed to be sucked, into this world, a far-fetched mind so exaggerating.She got in a bloody puddle, slipping falling deadly in love eating up his body-part's of his burger.

She-devil Cat woman and he was City loved and sadistically love to watch people so pitiful not yellow taxi, Her name was Mop it up sexy vampish lips will lick the blood she was such a Maxi cab driver. Always running over fresh kill of bodies. Feeling burglarized, flaming eyes went higher than she could, suck his eyeball out!! Anxiously and finicky, nervous eye, on him, two spies looking Pennsylvania travelers. How it hit you what a bruise stronger, than his savage sound, of voice rhythm.She felt he was Peter took a falling Paul and she was Mary bloodsucker maniac.

She could hear tones over and overkill me instead of kill me instead she felt she could have had her head bashed what was this all about Mistress in black wed.

This all phobia of a planet…. For instance Papa papaphobia he always ran the water all over floods of a house. They hated to see clear water. He couldn’t shut it Bloody off. She would scream we need blood bitch, not water. The vampires were so loved by holiday red sauces of blood stains all over Grandma was on the internet like Interpol FBI fire away click closer to your death chemical warfare. This was the stars called bloody Vampish chemophia.She had her last nymph words, spoken to a friend devil wear's blood pool of Prada. Femme-Fatale had a sister twin called-Plum-bad gem she was that deadly sparkle but smart, and manipulative. The world of Viking deceit personalities you didn’t know one from the other. At times he couldn’t see through Grunge sexy mother.

Crystallaphobia they were all hooked, but Evil scheme needing more blood embraced. Game of Blood, bath dead layering bodies.Hands cuffed dominatrix game, puzzling twisted man and sisters family of Vampires. Wanting their blood, you get more into the game no holy water to spread all toxic flames.You wake to scream, saying have mercy.Money world laundered called chrometophobia,master-mind, American Express the company Vamp your brain cards, everytime you use it we blood abuse you all destroyed to bring, new identity, of cards. who own's them? The blood mixed well she was the painter always the deep reds and he would brainwash her with his semen drips. And she opened up with her playful sadistic smile in her mouth. Own world of cards, called Black Death diamonds, they needed to perfect them more blood they were a cult of maniacs, those cards more blood the stronger. Mistress by accident homophobia after sucking blood they leave dead weight diamonds over there body. The investigation, going on, the world on Earth, had no idea, about these people from 13 dripping steps underneath. Hidden money, private pumping red bloody hearts jets, the people that didn’t obey hey you have two brain's your fired your rejects.You took a wild ride, prehistorically beast-like you uncorked your own grave bottle.The darkness came stronger really dark wine.

Remembering the rock he bought her Round as a planet but lost in her eyes deadly sparks Mirror two faces, the world of three-dimensional adventures. She had a taste, she was darker & darker she was fitting into the world, but trying to fit into her world.