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taintedtazzy
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Feb 28, 2007 17:41
What do you want from me?
I'm confused.
Battered and bruised.
Sick to death,
With nothing left.
Excuses wont pass,
Nothing ever lasts,
Go cry me a river,
While I pour out my heart.
Yeah, I dunno.
Later all.
<3
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