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#212
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Espy
Wanderer
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Night, Lacry. If I do get sketches up tomorrow, I'll show you.
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â• â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â•
Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 10-08-2012, 01:50 AM
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