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Taking the world for granted is something the blind can never see, the deaf an never hear. Yet it always comes out in the most innocent of us. Taking us by surprise. Selling our souls to the devil like rotten little bitches. All you can ask is Why me? Why any of us? But some out there work hard to serve Satan. Yours truly. Kill me, I'm a sinner. Everybody is. Look at yourself, all you do is wrong, we all know the truth. Every night you go out, find another girl, bring her back for one night of sheer bliss, then sell her off. It could be called rape. A felony crime might I add. Yet as soon as you begin to run from your badness, it haunts you, you can't hide. Welcome to Crazy World ladies and gentleman, presenting your host... Tantalizing.

Crimson minx's thunder beats could be heard echoing throughout the trees as she took energized choppy steps down the coast of the world as it had become. There were the lovebirds, the saints, the jocks, the blessed, the evil all pushed emotionlessly out of the way by that one lone seductress dubbed the community bitch. Tassels whipped around, cursing her flawless form into a picture of dancing fire. Dancing fire, hmmmm I like that. She couldn't seem to help her spicy seducing side to let go once in a while. Yet her main perpose to the crazed life of her world was to spread the curse of The Devil throughout the land. She had no regrets to her hostile lifestyle, except one thing. Bearing her son to the one she loved. Shows you what happens when he takes off in his ford mustang with some of chic. Yeah, like she was gonna go through that again. Her fiery epidermis made no thaw to her icy cold heart. It was chest pains the doctor had informed her of. Yeah right. The damn equines that she surrounded herself with resented her. In turn she would do the same for them along with maybe a fight or so. Anti-social could be this one, paranoid, a hypocrite. You couldn�t count the many personality disorders. See you in the afterlife babe.

not to play with fire

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