COME ON LITTLE BROTHER ☆ poetking

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[glow=#000,1,400]WHO'S WEAPON IS HIS WORD, HE WILL KILL YOU WITH HIS TONGUE, O LEI, O LAI, O LORD — [abbr=tags]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

[div style="width: 480px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 13px;"]poet was no fool. he knew that look, the oh-so guilty look. he had seen it before, not all that long ago, in fact. he narrowed his eyes, scowling deeply. "lying isn’t good for you, wormwood." he stated, not moving from his position and ready to demand what he wanted to know if he needed.