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Innocence

painPain is the man in the perfectly tailored, pin striped, black suit. He is so handsome. He looks as if a dark angel sculpted him. As fine as he dresses, he is not quite presentable, for when you strip away the swathes of professionalism his nature becomes obvious. He is tattooed. The depictions so detailed, you can almost see the glory of a thousand, tiny, colored needles piercing his creamy skin, leaving their artful marks. He carries a whip in his left hand and wears a mesh, domino mask that his icy, gold flecked eyes are visible through. His presence makes most quake and only a select few are brave enough to approach him willinglpain
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if only ignorance was painful.
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Achlan, Wasachlan!
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~belgium
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if only ignorance was painful.
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if only ignorance was painful.
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So when the birds fly south,
I'll reach up and hold their tails.
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