Plain socks

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Reads 14
Votes 4
Parts 4
Time 6m

Have no idea why I called it this.

Just a little something I came up with.

Your worthless
You will never be loved
Who would ever like you

So many voices.


But they disappear when I was saved by.....All Rights Reserved

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