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Changing faces is easy for me, shifting cheekbones, raising my eyebrows. I pity the meek who cannot change, in the same way. Find me when you're ready and I'll become someone you can love.
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Jan 19, 2012
Jan 19, 2012 at 9:06 PM UTC
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Changing faces is easy for me, shifting cheekbones, raising my eyebrows. I pity the meek who cannot change, in the same way. Find me when you're ready and I'll become someone you can love.
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Jan 19, 2012
Jan 19, 2012 at 9:06 PM UTC
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