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SMILE

SMILE

newlydeaddaysofdeath

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Last published втр, окт. 13, 2015

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Тегиdeath die fanfic funny romance

SMILE its today. Dont let them drag you down. Try hard. Focus cause when you do I swear to you The day is done before you know it. Try your best. Ignore them. Try to make a friend. Or tie up a broken end. Make a sign. D O N T L O O K A T M E ! Dont let them see.

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