Roses are red like the blood i bleed.
Knifes are shape like the words that come from your mounth.
Scares are forever unlike friends.
Lies stay people come and go.
~dominick j kyle
Jul 7, 2012
Jul 7, 2012 at 10:33 PM UTC
Roses are red like the blood i bleed.
Knifes are shape like the words that come from your mounth.
Scares are forever unlike friends.
Lies stay people come and go.
~dominick j kyle
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