Daisieslv7

Mar 21, 2005 00:05

Tell me it's real, how do you think I'm suppose to feel? Tell me that wich I'll never know, that comes from not your heart but your dark soul. I'll live with what you say, I'll live it all by the day, and the night is where I'll keep myself for all to gawk and see. So why don't you come play with me? Dig me out of this ground work cage. It's to ( Read more... )

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electricmenorah March 21 2005, 16:18:26 UTC
Did you write that for her or did she write that?

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greysaquiel March 22 2005, 00:56:29 UTC
I wrote it.

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electricmenorah March 22 2005, 03:08:32 UTC
awwww, so sweet.

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