no mercy: blood bled wood

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Monday, November 15, 2004

blood bled wood

I bit my cheek blood trickles down my lip do you even realize that you just slapped me in the face? boots still dusty from last trek down this bumpy road I carved my initials into that bench over there see? the knife slipped and cut my leg blood bled wood marked my place here forever deep scrub skin... Sign in to see full entry.

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