while walking home from school you stumble upon me beating someone up in an alley, i hear you gasp and run away. the next morning i push you into a supply closet hey doll, i know what you saw yesterday. if you want to keep your pretty little head attached to that neck of yours you'll keep your lips shut! i stroke your cheek with my thumb my my, your so pretty doll. it's ashame that you were at the wrong place at the wrong time.
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