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The sharp end hit me,
Sorry if I smile.
Your tears are heavy,
sorry if I smile.
Unwanted creations never dream at night.
Starving love hearts, waiting for a paper cut.
This poem was written by Alina on Apr 16, 2005.
No comments yet.
The sharp end hit me,
Sorry if I smile.
Your tears are heavy,
sorry if I smile.
Unwanted creations never dream at night.
Starving love hearts, waiting for a paper cut.
This poem was written by Alina on Apr 16, 2005.
No comments yet.
