Time stopped, and they were freed.
It began, it occurred, it ended.
We met, we danced, I left.
He did not st-st-stutter that day.
We craved, raved, craved more.
Born numb, pure; died filthy, happy.
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 1:57 AM UTC
Time stopped, and they were freed.
It began, it occurred, it ended.
We met, we danced, I left.
He did not st-st-stutter that day.
We craved, raved, craved more.
Born numb, pure; died filthy, happy.
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