Did you just clean it all off, break off that ugly crust?
Bound to me by blood, constantly cleaning and washing.
Even if I barely held on.
Even if I didn't hold on.
Even if I didn't hold.
Even if I didn't.
Even if I.
Even if.
Even.
Not even.
It's not fair, your grace, at all.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Posted by 10gu at 2:22 AM
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