06/20/2008
Missed big and you have no where to go
People do not look
You're looking between the legs
A hand that you want
That he protect
feed
cross streets not you know That
A fatal
caresses you and you baby
celebrated it
But the mother fears that follow and heads
anywhere
Even losing
Poor old dog! Let me heal the wounds
take care of you Cause I'm so lost
As you
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