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Glue

Roses are crimson. Lilies are white. Aren't you just full of hatred and spite? He ruined you. Heart, body and soul. It'll take time for you to again, feel whole. Until then, i am here. Glued to your side. I promise, you'll heal, it won't always feel like you died.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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