Sunday

hold your feet close

Hold them close Mona, this death's worth others. Not the murderous fuck off to the spoon toast. but some hair ring. Of word fuck and its damnation perdiction with a gun the burning word branded your forehead crushed skull to cap.



Franny wants Mona to Jill. If Jack and Jill and Mona and Franny. Then their way is ...

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