a creature of appetites ENTRIES | PROFILE | PICS | FRIENDS | CREDIT The blackest lily. The blackest pony. Won't protect my heart from you. You were unnervingly delicate. And I had a weakness for etiquette. You laid a trail that led straight to your door. And I could resist but it was hard to ignore. Colour my heart.
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