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Little Childs
lovely,
loving,
your face has a jar-shaped tear
flying, crying
ovaries, i love them so.
She's dead. SHE'S DEAD
....i loved her, so.
ThOUGH i don't care for little childs
they
are
a
disgrace.
emmmooooooo.
what does it take
to become...EMO?
HOW MAY i becaome this..emo??
lovely jar-bodied eemo.
take me with you home
tonight
every second
i enjoy the gruesome reality of
emos.
loving,
your face has a jar-shaped tear
flying, crying
ovaries, i love them so.
She's dead. SHE'S DEAD
....i loved her, so.
ThOUGH i don't care for little childs
they
are
a
disgrace.
emmmooooooo.
what does it take
to become...EMO?
HOW MAY i becaome this..emo??
lovely jar-bodied eemo.
take me with you home
tonight
every second
i enjoy the gruesome reality of
emos.
Published 28th Dec 2013
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