Uninstall Sims 2 Mansions And Gardens

Dropping crumbs

Bill through
cities
discrete
water
fleeing

a hunk in his fist
ended
moldy

In
streets where he sleeps
of

sculptors of bronze
he knows
recognize

nailed his tongue if he

would say can
be

fear
lights
comes from a former


burning and lasts

furrow in the skin of the phalanges


and tender fingers

the warmth
a fire should be

banal
light sweet


delicious for them and for him other

is fear and pain

to approach this burn

Torch
a candle

kinder
they want
even heart
December
cooking

cold nights and loves ice


and yet it seems

it is seen
few Once
in June 1
July 1
harrowing drive
heels
an erratic path


low profile
thought the days

closed mouth on his hole
suck on it.