Friday, August 27, 2010

My veins are plaited, rooted into your heart. When you cut me out of your life I should have died.
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  1. AnonymousAugust 27, 2010 at 3:26 PM

    But you didn't, love; breathe and breathe, you'll be alive, just won't feel it for a while. Love xxxx

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