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--------------------------------- Pure eyes, blue like a glassy bead You are always looking at me and I am always looking at you. Ah, you're too meek beautiful, unspoiled: thus I'm so sad, I suffer and so happy, it hurts. I want to hurt you and destroy myself What you would think if you knew how I felt. Would you simply smile, not saying a word? Even curses from your mouth would be as beautiful as pearls. I place my left hand on your face as though we were to kiss. Then I suddenly shove my thumb deep into your eyesocket. Abruptly, decisively, like drilling a hole. And what would it feel like? Like jelly? Trembling with ecstasy, I obscenely mix it around and around: I must taste the warmth of your blood. How would you scream? Would you shriek "It hurts! It hurts!" as cinnabar-red tears stream from your crushed eye? You can't know the maddening hunger I've felt in the midst of our kisses, so many of them I've lost count. As though drinking in your cries, I bring my hopes to fruition: biting your tongue, shredding it, biting at your lips as if tasting your lipstick. Oh, what euphoric heights I would reach, having my desires fulfilled like a greedy, gluttonous cur. I longed, too, for your cherry-tinted cheeks, tasty enough to bewitch my tongue. I would surely be healed, and would cry like a child. And how is your tender ear? It brushes against my cheek; I want it to creep up to my lips so I can sink my teeth into its flesh. Your left ear, always hearing words whispered sweet as pie I want it to hear my true feelings. I never lied, no... but I did have my secrets. Ah, but what must you think of me? Do you hate me? Are you afraid? As though inviting you to the agony at the play's end; if you wish, you could destroy me, I wouldn't care. As you wish, you may destroy me I wouldn't care. |
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看不懂...鸡肠... |
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那是为下文才人遇到巨XMM打伏笔.. - -~ |
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不知道耶.. 我想看公主和才人KISS那段... |
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那段很有H性质 |
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我还想看露易丝舞娘装扮... - -~~还有才人试蒂法胸部真假那几段.. 最好再来百合那段... |
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你```````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` 我还是保持沉默``` |
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才人啊... 嗯..不错..有前途.. |
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this is my rife ! this is my gun ! ！ This is for fighting ! this is for fun ! |
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作战之用！享乐之用！ |
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mama and papa were laying in bed ! Mama rolled over and this is what she said : oh, give me sone ….. oh, give me sone … P T P T good for you , and good for me ! |
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才人是个和平主义者啊~ 作者： okm002 2007-10-28 17:03 回复此发言 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 小白了吧,步枪还有一层意思!! |
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mama and papa were laying in bed ! Mama rolled over and this is what she said : oh, give me sone ….. oh, give me sone … P T P T good for you , and good for me ! |
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--------------------------------- Pure eyes, blue like a glassy bead You are always looking at me and I am always looking at you. Ah, you're too meek beautiful, unspoiled: thus I'm so sad, I suffer and so happy, it hurts. I want to hurt you and destroy myself What you would think if you knew how I felt. Would you simply smile, not saying a word? Even curses from your mouth would be as beautiful as pearls. I place my left hand on your face as though we were to kiss. Then I suddenly shove my thumb deep into your eyesocket. Abruptly, decisively, like drilling a hole. And what would it feel like? Like jelly? Trembling with ecstasy, I obscenely mix it around and around: I must taste the warmth of your blood. How would you scream? Would you shriek "It hurts! It hurts!" as cinnabar-red tears stream from your crushed eye? You can't know the maddening hunger I've felt in the midst of our kisses, so many of them I've lost count. As though drinking in your cries, I bring my hopes to fruition: biting your tongue, shredding it, biting at your lips as if tasting your lipstick. Oh, what euphoric heights I would reach, having my desires fulfilled like a greedy, gluttonous cur. I longed, too, for your cherry-tinted cheeks, tasty enough to bewitch my tongue. I would surely be healed, and would cry like a child. And how is your tender ear? It brushes against my cheek; I want it to creep up to my lips so I can sink my teeth into its flesh. Your left ear, always hearing words whispered sweet as pie I want it to hear my true feelings. I never lied, no... but I did have my secrets. Ah, but what must you think of me? Do you hate me? Are you afraid? As though inviting you to the agony at the play's end; if you wish, you could destroy me, I wouldn't care. As you wish, you may destroy me I wouldn't care. |
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--------------------------------- Pure eyes, blue like a glassy bead You are always looking at me and I am always looking at you. Ah, you're too meek beautiful, unspoiled: thus I'm so sad, I suffer and so happy, it hurts. I want to hurt you and destroy myself What you would think if you knew how I felt. Would you simply smile, not saying a word? Even curses from your mouth would be as beautiful as pearls. I place my left hand on your face as though we were to kiss. Then I suddenly shove my thumb deep into your eyesocket. Abruptly, decisively, like drilling a hole. And what would it feel like? Like jelly? Trembling with ecstasy, I obscenely mix it around and around: I must taste the warmth of your blood. How would you scream? Would you shriek "It hurts! It hurts!" as cinnabar-red tears stream from your crushed eye? You can't know the maddening hunger I've felt in the midst of our kisses, so many of them I've lost count. As though drinking in your cries, I bring my hopes to fruition: biting your tongue, shredding it, biting at your lips as if tasting your lipstick. Oh, what euphoric heights I would reach, having my desires fulfilled like a greedy, gluttonous cur. I longed, too, for your cherry-tinted cheeks, tasty enough to bewitch my tongue. I would surely be healed, and would cry like a child. And how is your tender ear? It brushes against my cheek; I want it to creep up to my lips so I can sink my teeth into its flesh. Your left ear, always hearing words whispered sweet as pie I want it to hear my true feelings. I never lied, no... but I did have my secrets. Ah, but what must you think of me? Do you hate me? Are you afraid? As though inviting you to the agony at the play's end; if you wish, you could destroy me, I wouldn't care. As you wish, you may destroy me I wouldn't care. |
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