rebellion

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By EmbraceLucidity

Home Lookup New Properties Profile Tip a friend Logout 2006-01-23 15:07:45 (GMT) rebellion (blessed) feel the pressure count the tiles hunting up and down the isles searching deep with the folds will they be news or will they be olds? long awaiting silver linings seeing only fiber shinning clinging too the vintage bagging bagging heavy, almost sagging choosing more to steal from the store, the clerk looks mad she knows she's been had. her heart beats fast the world rushes past she longs for mom and not for dad but when they come you know for sure it will be him she shall endure forsaken fields of red and red no longer sleeping in her bed for that man hath a fury like no other just 1 big lie about a death not a suicidal mother

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