Jun 09, 2004 19:12
Can I give you time to handle the space,
Relocate and alocate these things mishandled,
Misjudgingly lead to the mistaken pathed,
Pushed by sadness over the edge,
Like a granuale of sand hitting the ground,
You too never made a sound...
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COME BACK TO ME.
BITCH.
PLEASE.
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