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Feb 2015
I shed egos
like a snake sheds its skin.
Forever changing.
Forever growing.
Forever running from the broken whimpers of last nights wishes.
I will always be that lonely spirit.
You never wanted haunting your life.
Sacrelicious
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Sacrelicious  31/M/Hell
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