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The pit and the pendulum

You Must Think Us Immortal part 2: Do Vampires Love?

Stagnant

No Interest in us

More than Just the Monarchy



You must think me immortal

The Unelected

THE DAY THEY CAME

Rusted Blades in Everglades

a sentinel no more

St Pauli

Without me

Return of The King

21

social Distancing

I Pine For You

The Sea Of Evian

Stinging nettles

When i Liked Girls

Orcs and Trolls

No cure for sadness

43

Amsterdam

Game Over

Wilko

Lip Service

Life's Circus

fingerprints upon your skin

0

~~Bartram's Friday 13th insurance ~~

Crossing the borders of innocence

Darkest corners within a circle

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Pole dancer


The grinding of her hips
The tongue just flickering from her lips
Her pelvic thrusts
And her ample busts
As they bounce to the beat
Youlook at her from your seat
She's a pole dancer, just her job
But there never was a brain in a mans knob





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