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woundedrhymesxo
woundedrhymesxo
Not all those who wander are lost.
Wake for me my sleeping beauty I am yearning for your depths. They try to cover your face, they try to hide you away. With  there ****** hearts in my hands I devour it whole. Oh my, Oh my, they say she died so very young!!!
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Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 9:17 PM UTC
longing