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After years of being nulled to stone Blood run dry and flesh gone cold My words can make me feel so old But my wounds are always fresh
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Feb 12, 2013
Feb 12, 2013 at 12:20 AM UTC
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After years of being nulled to stone Blood run dry and flesh gone cold My words can make me feel so old But my wounds are always fresh
robyn
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Feb 12, 2013
Feb 12, 2013 at 12:20 AM UTC
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