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Shrink pretty.

By Aixerona

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Cleanse            your soul Wash                me out Burn                my soul Blow                our candle Breathe            my fire Cry                pretty blue Shrink              to pretty Pretty              nothing. Belt                your mouth Tie                my hands Tighten            the ropes Around              my waist. Absorb              myself Pinch              our skin Shrink              to pretty Pretty              nothing. Written January 10th, 2002 © on Jan 10 2002 08:49 AM PST, Sarah Bernard   10 • 0

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