I killed my dinner with karate
Kick 'em in the face, taste the body
Shallow work is the work that I do
Just when you think you've lost touch, your fingers grasp onto an old friend.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Four Hundred and Nine
Posted by Alison Trent at 12:22 AM
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