Cut my eyes out, dear
So I can't see your smug grin
You're right
You always win
Untie my hands now
I'm game up to a point
And we're well past bedtime now
All this time away
And I'm freezing cold now
And her look turns me to stone
I'm closer to the truth
She just hates being on her own
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I see you have no comments on your latest works. Does that disappoint you? I have not read enough of your work to give you my opinion, but knowing you I wonder why the layout is so dark? No one looks at my blog either so don’t feel bad.
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