Suppose Ill wait for the boy I love to call and distract me.
Fish

Fantasy Clock ShopFantasy Clock Shop - - at the end of town, behind the last streetlight that has only but flickered, for the last few years is a shop, covered in unkempt vines and pealing paint with a wooden sign barely hanging onFantasy Clock Shop
I have to tell you my friends, of a place it's secret, in some ways, barely real at all for the pathetic sign reads only as this: Fantasy Clock Shop
and in the back of the shop youll find the boy, skin paled from lack of sun and love his back bent at a strange angle from constantly being pushed aside &nbs
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Spread The Love, visit a Random Deviant [link]
"God's the real artist, I just hold the pencil."
He, thanks.
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shall i describe love to you
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