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When the dewdrops fall on the rocky hard surface of your grandparents face as they find out what you're made of drugs and *** *** and drugs is all you've been doing to survive through the pain of endless torture, aren't we all the same? We look for the highs, we search for the lows trying to determine what is our worth? When the dewdrops fall on your weathered parents faces the stress that you've caused make their hair gray in places but they still adore you through and through until the end of time.
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 11:30 AM UTC
Unconditionable Love
When the dewdrops fall on the rocky hard surface of your grandparents face as they find out what you're made of drugs and *** *** and drugs is all you've been doing to survive through the pain of endless torture, aren't we all the same? We look for the highs, we search for the lows trying to determine what is our worth? When the dewdrops fall on your weathered parents faces the stress that you've caused make their hair gray in places but they still adore you through and through until the end of time.
Killian-Leaff
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 11:30 AM UTC
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