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You got me into hot water, changed the substance of my being and ate me up, cleaned me out. What remains is an empty shell surrounded by crumbs.
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 4:38 AM UTC
I am an eggshell
You got me into hot water, changed the substance of my being and ate me up, cleaned me out. What remains is an empty shell surrounded by crumbs.
melodramatika
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 4:38 AM UTC
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