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'Empty'
There they were
lost...
the price paid
cost
More than any
thing,
shattered lives
don't
sing
Going on unsure
broken,
false promises are
spoken
When we gain NET
we may lose WORTH
So how can one
endure that
pain,
when the soul's
stained?
Published 2nd Jun 2013
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2nd Jun 2013 5:52pm
3rd Jun 2013 4:34am
Thanks sweetheart, yea no answers is right
These don't normally have easy to answer questions
Sooooo lol... I will say I'm happy u liked n appeciate u :)
These don't normally have easy to answer questions
Sooooo lol... I will say I'm happy u liked n appeciate u :)
Anonymous
2nd Jun 2013 5:59pm
One endures what one must, and goes on - hopefully to something better, sooner or later.
So much sadness here today.
So much sadness here today.
2nd Jun 2013 7:07pm
3rd Jun 2013 4:26am
This was DOPE!
Dude, this was deep my friend!:)
Love it when you ink with depth! Gets me excited! xoxo
Dude, this was deep my friend!:)
Love it when you ink with depth! Gets me excited! xoxo
3rd Jun 2013 9:24am
Well then I guess I
better start gettin deep!
I love to excite you baby! lol thank you always!
better start gettin deep!
I love to excite you baby! lol thank you always!
