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jennifer
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I remember that I had pretty feet the day I told Joe
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Equin0x
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Dextrous nimble things that play together.
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melisssssssssa
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i have fingers. 10 of them. 8 and two thums actually. i know a man with only one arm. five fingers. four fingers and a thumb. thats sad.
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000613
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glandular
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his fingers left bruises on my ribcage. he was holding on so tight and we both were crying out and i didn't feel anything but exctasy... when i looked in the mirror the next day and saw his five fingers had marked me, i felt like they were kisses.
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someonesmart
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thats fucking stupid you physco bitch!!!!!!!!
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rubydee
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chewed raw from disappointment rage nervousness the time never passes the fingers get redder the nails shorter the cuticles chomped stomped down to the quick
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heavycola
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hmm, load of old pretentious wank really i.e. "i masturbate furiously, i am crying, through my tears i see his fingers, opening a snickers bar - then i bite into it, it has chocolate and peanuts and nougat like a beaten horse sweaty and dead i moan softly but he is gone " tosh tosh begosh
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god
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really satisfies, snickers. i must divorce my horse. i found an arm on the highway. threw it in my truck, threw it on my horse. i cut a cat in half with a garden hoe. then i ran round naked in the snow. shoot me in the titty he said. so the boy shot him. faced with a sandwich in the prime of her life. i got black ink scrapin' on my eye.
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Becky
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I love his fingers.. they're so.. His.
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glenn
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ever seen a baby's fingers? ever had them grasp around yours as if their life depended on it? they need you. such tiny fingers
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pipedream
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wrist, hand, finger, fingertip. knuckles, joints, thumb. poetry, really.
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IWasWithDavidToday
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Admittedly today, all of my thoughts were not pure while looking at yours.
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030419
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megan
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comb me, mold me, grab me and please please never let go. magic fingers, shoot the moon, make me yours. fumbling, ecstasy, never let this end.
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030420
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ferret
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mmm, mine are yummy
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Lindsey
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i wonder which part of my body yours will touch first.
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ferret
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i don't have any fingers i type with my nose
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welcome to the dollhouse
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wanna see my fingers?
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Syrope
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i always tried to pull them out of my throat in time, before but not tonight you sicken me. for the first time since i started college, i hate myself. i hate myself for making the mistake that was you.
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Nihility
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Ever think about what it would be like to lose a finger?...or two?...or more?. I'd go completely insane. ...couldn't play bassoon, guitar(well...maybe guitar) ...but It'd be real different.
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Death of a Rose
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Fingers are only appendages attached at the hand. Made for typing messages to the other angels and devils. Here once said I, fingers five in the sky, blurring fast to show the life is only fleeting without strife.
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splat
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I'd rather loose a finger than lose a finger.
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Lemon_Soda
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The great manipulators. With these, I can do anything. Any world I wish to create may be typed for any to read. I can eat, touch, grip, scratch, wash, there is no end. Love your fingers. They love you.
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Nukemall
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lemon_soda are you carbonated?
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Lemon_Soda
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I am sour and fizzy. Leave me out without paying attention to me and I get very flat.
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silentbob
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Fingers taste good with spaghetti sauce.
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brent
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twirl your fingers through my hair please
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feel skin immediacy of touch oil sweat soak into clothes trace my face its lines nose chin lips like fairies dusting my arm if they weren't my own long ungraceful sticks touching the other wary hand [will into fluid motion that never comes] just the touch
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krupt
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they call them fingers... but iv'e never seen then fing... oh, wait... there they go.
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080121
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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