crutchA Poem by william andrews
To be available on schedule to be the plastic you need to be the reason your breathing is no excuse to plead that you love when all you realy wanted was a crutch
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2 Reviews Added on May 10, 2012 Last Updated on May 10, 2012 Authorwilliam andrewssami, GreeceAboutim just a sad old english man looking for another home for the words that i love They are words of sayings They are words of thoughts that i sometimes wish had never been born feedarea.. more..Writing
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