Memories, by Susan Sargis |
Memories are like bullets. They rip through you, leaving scars. Some of which may never heal. |
Posted: 2009-11-22 22:08:07 UTC |
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Memories, by Susan Sargis |
Memories are like bullets. They rip through you, leaving scars. Some of which may never heal. |
Posted: 2009-11-22 22:08:07 UTC |
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