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Waiting a charade for a lifetime, that does not cease to breathe or reap, that merely glutted. Gloating away in chagrins of Purple apples and Silver grapes. Enwrapped, uncertain, and detached there's no more thread to be broken any more on the sweaty rope that my life hangs onto.
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 7:23 PM UTC
Poisonous Blemished Apples and Silvery Grape Highs
Waiting a charade for a lifetime, that does not cease to breathe or reap, that merely glutted. Gloating away in chagrins of Purple apples and Silver grapes. Enwrapped, uncertain, and detached there's no more thread to be broken any more on the sweaty rope that my life hangs onto.
Gloating Away in Chagrins of Purple Apples and Silver Grapes- My Favorite tattoo
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 7:23 PM UTC
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