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SeventeenShe picks up the glass, the broken frame, Seventeen slashes to ease the pain. He thinks it’s a laugh, just another game, Pours seventeen vodkas to drown out the rain.Seventeen
Her face is bruised, she’s missing a tooth, Seventeen threats to keep the truth. She goes to the freezer, frozen carrots to soothe, Seventeen cents to hide the proof.
At the top of the building she’s about to jump, Seventeen scars and plenty more lumps. But hand to her stomach, she feels the bump, Just seventeen weeks, just a few more months.
He “loves her” every day and she hates the wa
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(In reply to your last message) Mexx
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there's always a light wich helps you get through the darkness.....but what if your light is a solar powered torch?...then what?
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there's always a light wich helps you get through the darkness.....but what if your light is a solar powered torch?...then what?
ur drawings are so cool!!!!
welcome to da
hexie x.x.x
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w00w to the random-ness!!!!!!!!!
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