Raven_the_Bird
<font color=darkorchid>Don't make me be myself aro
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- Feb 17, 2007
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The worms they crack like words and
Turn you teeth up and run, leave.
I'm all drinks.
So I clean
I fall down.
Should I fit these.
So politely.
All praises sugar coated.
Looking between her mouth and mine.
I got scars from dirty scratches.
Scabs and ashes.
The back of your mouth.
In this exchange I often touch myself,
So go ahead and let those dirty words pass right through me.
Just passing through.
Not stopping by.
Not saying hi.
Girl you can't kill a liar.
Turn you teeth up and run, leave.
I'm all drinks.
So I clean
I fall down.
Should I fit these.
So politely.
All praises sugar coated.
Looking between her mouth and mine.
I got scars from dirty scratches.
Scabs and ashes.
The back of your mouth.
In this exchange I often touch myself,
So go ahead and let those dirty words pass right through me.
Just passing through.
Not stopping by.
Not saying hi.
Girl you can't kill a liar.