� My skin � 2006-10-14 � 4:10 p.m. �
I don't know if I should smile... or if I should cry...
That's the way it goes for me these days... isn't it?
I was born made of leather... tough enough to be dragged through it all... and still stand up... no matter how much I bleed.
Would you believe me if I told you that I know what I want? Would you believe me if I said I have all along...
I can bleed forever... I have thus far...
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