| Open Poetry #2 |
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Journey to the bone |
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The Jackal Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 426Springfield, Massachusetts U.S.A |
i cry to think i bleed to know what you see as angels devour me what do i do right i may never learn all i do is journey to the bone seek me out if you care on me you find the distance to here ------------------ |
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