The nail biting evolves into a psychosis well hidden behind closed teeth
Those gentle wrestler arms no longer cradle your giggling form
And the woman who gave you life is now fighting death.
Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 6:01 PM UTC
The nail biting evolves into a psychosis well hidden behind closed teeth
Those gentle wrestler arms no longer cradle your giggling form
And the woman who gave you life is now fighting death.
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