shades of empty canvas surround me, all shades of the horizon, her legs spread out before me, her silohette my masterpiece, our love not be forgotten, it's tattood everything within, so walking thru children that play, and the laughter gets loud, as they're laughing at me, can I help the twisted... Sign in to see full entry.
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