Deliar
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Just like her name, "Delilah", even in the Bible, She's a selfish, two faced bitch. My ex best friend, was perfect. Long blonde hair like Rapunzel, deep blue eyes, smiles that possess your mind, straight nose and that dream body , but now.. she's dead. No body. No murderer, But there are clue's.
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