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  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy, General Re: When the Clock Strikes Night

    Blood dribbles down my chin. All I can concentrate on is the sweet taste of blood. Cherries on top of a banana split. That’s what it tastes like. Cherries on ...

    Jul 18, 2010


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