The Condition, by TheGirlThatCantBetTouched Subscribe to rss feed for TheGirlThatCantBetTouched 

Your a total funny person,
But your condition will worsen,
I don’t want to see you in that state again,
As the blood drips down like rain.
Posted: 2011-02-07 19:03:00 UTC
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