You left me standing here
With no plastic baggies
Who's gonna clean up the mess that was my heart?
Or will it dry in the sun
Until the flies don't even come around anymore?
Will it be eaten by dogs?
Do you even CARE????
Mar 30, 2012
Mar 30, 2012 at 12:07 PM UTC
You left me standing here
With no plastic baggies
Who's gonna clean up the mess that was my heart?
Or will it dry in the sun
Until the flies don't even come around anymore?
Will it be eaten by dogs?
Do you even CARE????
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