I can't spell. I am told I have a dispropotionally large forehead.
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I'd like to meet:
someone who can breaks it down and feeds my soul
My Blog
Ghost story
I watch the Western skyThe sun is sinkingThe geese are flying SouthIt sets me thinkingI did not miss you muchI did not sufferWhat did not kill meJust made me tougherI feel the winter comeHis icy sinew... Posted by on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 19:36:00 GMT
