It's worn out hard, your mouth full of blood and teeth and hard-earned everything, everything, and the pulse that kept it going, kept me going, keeps me going. You wanted me to write you something, didn't you? I'm leaving it open; my vein and this, because you didn't have the word that would break my signal. Leave me something. Tell me it's good,
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And if you don't know who this is, I'm going to kick your ass (and no cheating by going to my userinfo!).
Love fovers.
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interested in checking this out.. if not it's cool. thanX.
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