Posted by Benz on Oct 11, 2010 in
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Fourteen? I m? S late? Ter, but I’m still umen? A tr? my ex-wife. It is now 2010. Trat? to let her go, so many times. Well, I live life as a espantap? Birds walking, a straw man with no heart? N. when I pick up the blues guitar and singing a heart? n broken. In a dream, I told her Broadway songs and...