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Go on, glare your eyes at me, and cry and plead, and talk tome about money and what it can buy. But it can't buy back a child once he's dead!V.C. Andrews
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I glared at Christian as the blood smeared around. “You could have at least licked it.” He smirked darkly. “I hear that all too often.Dannika Dark
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If girls could spit venom, it'd be through their eyes.S.D. Lawendowski