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By distant moon Date: 2008 Jun 22 Comment on this Work [[2008.06.22.23.36.19171]] |
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Some say your love is real, yet some say it is a pitiful show of believed emotions, still I need an explanation of this... love shtick, sex game, Siren...this sailor is tired of swimming, sailing, surfing toward the edge of blame, shift your shape, show yourself or go the hell away. I'm running out of time, crashing in your wake, didn't learn to swim your sea of love, just to drown in vain. |