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I met a girl who was wounded with love she was in despair her love had just left her she did not know what to do or where to go she was crying out for help. she looked so sad she was crying so hard she was really broken she was wounded by this thing called love, Where black is the color and none is the number
hammy5 added this comment 2009-03-03 23:36:05-06:00
This is really amazing
ilovehudson added this comment 2009-03-02 21:38:06-06:00
Becca this is great. i totally want to own this.
hammy5 added this comment 2009-03-03 23:36:05-06:00
This is really amazing
ilovehudson added this comment 2009-03-02 21:38:06-06:00
Becca this is great. i totally want to own this.