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of all the words, the endless combinations
cellar door is the most beautiful
Saturday, April 05, 2008
we had a history of violence together
My heart aches for people I barely know. Why do I want you so?
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you can have it take it or leave it
woman like a man
misery is so fond of me, he curls against me at ni...
this is what you get, and it's all you deserve too
we had a history of violence together
"not going left, not going right"
I missed you, in short terms
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