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Jun 2013
Like the kids i see on t.v.
Hungry &surrounded; by ticks &flees.;
Hot skin,just as crispy.They remind ME!!
of yuuh.What if that's what yuuh had to go through.
A baby being left on somebody's door step.A baloon that flew away
&&never; came back.Yuuh remind me of that.The abandoned beaten dogs on t.v.
their pain i don't care about,because i don't seem to see, exspecially when they approach me,
When they hurt me.I'm afraid of them&& they know that.That's why,when watching them &&thinking; of yuuh,it makes me sad.,but i don't care &&neither; do yuuh.Of how i'm feeling you've probably already had a sample.That's why i decide to just turn the channel.
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timarakinchion
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   Lior Gavra
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