Eleven and its not that much
Just eleven scars
Gleaming down my wrist tonight.
And the rage, and my cries
And my pain, and your lies
just eleven scarlet scars,
Will they ever be enough?
Or should I saw-off,
Ripe off, bite off,
Should I saw my hand away?








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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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I drink ´cause I´m hoping for an early death
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Oh snap!
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Things to do before I die:
[x] Finding my real love!
[x] Get a Favourite!
[x] Have my own flat
[ ] Get a commission!
[ ] Marry!
[ ] Build a house!
[ ] Become daddy
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Things to do before I die:
[x] Finding my real love!
[x] Get a Favourite!
[x] Have my own flat
[ ] Get a commission!
[ ] Marry!
[ ] Build a house!
[ ] Become daddy
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Bob Carlos Clarke said of his wife Lindsey once "It takes a strong woman to be with a man that is obsessed with photographing the woman at the next table...."
Darklight Photography [link] Dance [link]
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my gallery: [link]
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