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on the face of it,
i'm kooky. like a coffin nail ;
i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped.
arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me. |
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7:15 PM, M.O- ed
Sunday, November 9, 2008
If you tell me to stop, i would. If you don't like me doing it, i won't. My alarm clock slash all the nonsense i call you (too much to list, too much to list!),
ILY. |