This is where it all begins and ends in some cases.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
For days. Four days.
Mixing up medicine gutter water and spit bothering with nothing but the worst the last now first sunglassy eyed drip drop dried drool dreams done gone past this cowboys first rodeo left scars.
You still think I'm here to save You still think I'm here to save You still think I'm here to save You still think I'm here to save You still think I'm here to save You still think I'm here to save You still think I'm here to save You still think I'm here to save
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