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today is a day; not meant for sweeping or mopping but for keeping and stocking unless your sweeping my pulled out hair and my tears off that hard oak laminate platform upon which i stand keep my tears stored away on your prized display collection of moments where his heart was shattered like the glass eye of the kid's face i punched brass knuckles ...but i got glass in my knuckles now no one deserves this i should have never laid a finger on you for you lay me down to rest and i love to rest on you :)
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:25 PM UTC
daily chores
today is a day; not meant for sweeping or mopping but for keeping and stocking unless your sweeping my pulled out hair and my tears off that hard oak laminate platform upon which i stand keep my tears stored away on your prized display collection of moments where his heart was shattered like the glass eye of the kid's face i punched brass knuckles ...but i got glass in my knuckles now no one deserves this i should have never laid a finger on you for you lay me down to rest and i love to rest on you :)
just a bit of ramble ramble...the insider
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23/Two-Spirit/volcano fun land
Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:25 PM UTC
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