everything has got a little price...
10.08.01 - 2:57 p.m. sent to a drunk girl a while ago, and now here. Now, destitute me is going to go out and eat before i have to sell myself for a song and a crust of bread. Pays better than retail!! *** grindstones make the bone meal, here is a bill for breathing, We dance on the buses to buy our time, Though living wage is killing chain; Put a flower on my tomb, my child,
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