May 2, 2016 / Child's PlayA Poem by Blut Gemalt Rosenone two it's just a few three four can't close this door five six hearts in the mix seven eight i think it's too late nine ten wish for the end eleven twelve too far we've delved thirteen fourteen gone obscene fifteen sixteen can't be clean seventeen eighteen lost all sheen nineteen twenty worthless as a penny
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Added on May 2, 2016 Last Updated on May 2, 2016 AuthorBlut Gemalt RosenLynn Haven, FLAbout**PLEASE REVIEW MY WRITINGS- WOULD APPRECIATE IT** Welcome to my personal corner of hell... the darkest and most insecure parts of my jumbled, fragile, mind- which include anything from brain vo.. more..Writing
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