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BEDRAGGLED GHOST OF A SONNET
someday, baby, you know you gotta die.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
i know we're both dreamers.
and i know that's all i need to know.
2 comments:
iz
said...
I like this a lot.
9:35 PM
zoe noelle smith
said...
thank you, xo.
1:45 PM
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2 comments:
I like this a lot.
thank you, xo.
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