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When one being loves another, They can be found in their Eyes or their Heart or their Lungs, Or some other vital ***** Necessary to specie survival. But all my vitals are Crashing and I found you Hiding underneath my fingernails.
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 12:36 PM UTC
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When one being loves another, They can be found in their Eyes or their Heart or their Lungs, Or some other vital ***** Necessary to specie survival. But all my vitals are Crashing and I found you Hiding underneath my fingernails.
And what does that make us? **** I haven't written in so long.......
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Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 12:36 PM UTC
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