Why have I swelled past my rings concent. Tight enought to cut into my flesh. Why have I died to the things once spent. Now alive to nothing I own. Wet tongue licking my toes. Wet nose. Must be the dog.
Originally Posted On Site: 2010-12-25 10:26:54
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