Feb 2012
I hate thinking about your face,
and all my pretty ******* lace.
don't forget the way you felt.
streams of emotional ribbon coming out your ears,
maybe that's why you never listen.
and all my pretty ******* lace.
don't forget the way you felt.
streams of emotional ribbon coming out your ears,
maybe that's why you never listen.
(Atlanta.)
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