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| sab |
she said, it got worse i came back nothing had changed im now all out of ideas she whispered as she slid down the wall |
040808 |
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| whyiotta |
i ran into his arms lips ran into lips fingers into places where friends don't venture. then guilt runs in... feelings smash into walls or float into the sky... and again i am left with thoughts running around my aching body. |
040808 |
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| three words | free_endlessly i_ran flawless | 060425 |
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| KISA | always running but i can never escape myself | 060426 |
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| nom | with scissors | 060426 |
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| KISA | With Scissors? ;-0 *cnfsd* | 060426 |
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| nom | i ran with scissors i ran | 060426 |
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| KISA | when u ran with scissors did you fall? hehehehe | 060426 |
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| KISA | thoughts running around my mind never stp running out of breathe hehehehehehe | 060426 |