D.a.r.e. Me
3 December, 2004
Author: Mere
I'm the one that always listened,
Now I'm looking for what they are,
I'm the bad guy, never glistened,
Never seen such a marvelous scar.
I'm not supposed to like it,
I'm supposed to be the mom,
Not supposed to smoke that sh*t,
Now I'm just so f*cking gone.
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joyce ivy (68.222.110.4) -- Sunday, December 5 2004, 09:17 am your life will be ok one day... |
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