Espy
Wanderer
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#47
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-builds a cardboard trench and pours in beer- DON'T. TOUCH. MY. MOAT.
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
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Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 08-13-2012, 02:43 AM
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