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Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn

I used to be a little boygirl
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What’s a boygirl supposed to do ( Read more... )

daphne descends ( Read more... )

As I release the past, the new and the fresh and the vital may enter ( Read more... )

( I don't update this journal anymore. )

I am a monster.

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