~TwenTYseVeN~~~~d.i.e.

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Look both ways before you cross the street, or I will chop off both tour feet.

I will chop you up, down the the bone. I will watch you wriggle and groan.

Worms tangle, slither, and grow, beneath you skin, don't you know sweetie? You just can't win.

YoU shOUldn'T havE sAID THaT tO Me thAT Way. I will send you to a place far, far away.

-A VERY STRESSED, d.k. (aSHLEY wOOD)

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