Feb 2013
You've knocked me off my feet again,
I fell on the hard ground and bled.
You're cuter when your mouth isn't moving,
and your lungs stay still.
What nerve you have.
I fell on the hard ground and bled.
You're cuter when your mouth isn't moving,
and your lungs stay still.
What nerve you have.
(21/F)
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