Each one is a different prize
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
In My Heart Lies Cobwebs and Fire
Take a step back. Move your scissors away from my heart strings. Don't you see how dangerous this is? Don't you see the tangle they're in?
One snip, one cut, will send the whole thing to unravel, and my heart will go with them.
Ammietia (a girl you once knew)
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