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- 11/06/2007 1:04 pm
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- 01/11/2007
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- kentucky
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- Female
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like a dying rose sitting in the sun slowly turning stale and slowly withering away I sit and wither before you knowing theres nothing you can do and if picked from my stem i will die more soon my fate is the same no matter what i do o
*ROAR*
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