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sioraine

Published: Jan 14, 2011

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_{shhh. no one has to know the truth, but us.
so you promised me everything, and i did trust.
but the way things went, your smile, it rust.
and now what are we, but a memory in dust?

so stop already.}

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x-Mercy-Dimwit-x

Jan 16, 2011

its so very lovelly. <3

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