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how 'bout -
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as a god, i no longer need to gaze skyward, skote for the most beautiful of all the heavens is bestowed upon the goddess who is you. come and gaze upon me with all the brilliance of the stars locked inside your eyes. one glance is but all it would take to bring me to my knees and beg for mercy, even though i'd never want you to stop. to die while in your midst would be a death of pleasure.
one smile, and my heart would explode in ecstasy.
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is that any better?
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"How many times can I say I'm not sorry? And how many ways can I show I don't care?" - Type O Negative
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