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i found a home in your eyes long before i needed to find a new home you see, growing up in a family like mine hasn't been easy. mother began calling me mature when i began calling her "mother" instead of mommy i stopped being daddy's little girl the day after i was born i lost the twinkle in my eye too early; my grandmother had hers until the day she died. maybe i'm dead. that would explain why all my teachers say that i'm so god **** precocious.
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 10:36 PM UTC
precocious
i found a home in your eyes long before i needed to find a new home you see, growing up in a family like mine hasn't been easy. mother began calling me mature when i began calling her "mother" instead of mommy i stopped being daddy's little girl the day after i was born i lost the twinkle in my eye too early; my grandmother had hers until the day she died. maybe i'm dead. that would explain why all my teachers say that i'm so god **** precocious.
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 10:36 PM UTC
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