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People. Mirrors. They have one thing in common. They lie! Mirrors paint abstract designs through your eyes fooling the smartest person you could ever know. ~Yourself~ But we still use them to dress up our self to make beautiful for the upper class people. People on the other hand use us as *** toys in a king sized bed where males are dominant. Through the pain of my daddy's tragic lose in the storm (inside pain and lose) his love is still here. Daddy's Sorrow.
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 6:59 PM UTC
Daddy's Sorrow
People. Mirrors. They have one thing in common. They lie! Mirrors paint abstract designs through your eyes fooling the smartest person you could ever know. ~Yourself~ But we still use them to dress up our self to make beautiful for the upper class people. People on the other hand use us as *** toys in a king sized bed where males are dominant. Through the pain of my daddy's tragic lose in the storm (inside pain and lose) his love is still here. Daddy's Sorrow.
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 6:59 PM UTC
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