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Kisma frowned. "Fine..be that way" he pouted slightly.
He wished he was more like other fairy's, with wings,
Then this guy would know he wasn't lying nor crazy.
Leaning against the wall, Kisma stared at the ground,
Giving up.
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Sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me so throw me down, tie me up...show me that you like me
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