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 Feb 13 2005, 07:29 AM
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 Another ditch in the road... you keep moving  Group: Member Posts: 6,281 Joined: Jan 2005 Member No: 85,152  |
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ticktockticktock clock glass box roundandroundandroundandstop smichsmashcrishcrash learn the facts overandoverandoveragain hesheitdidthis pass it on hurtandpainandhateandresentment whispersinthedarkenedcorners like totally omgmgomgomgcanyoubeliveit bellringsringringdingaling heart bleeds crushedbypointlessanimosity sticksandstonesareoutofdate so we resort to words sobandcryandsighanddie he hung himself withajumprope ---- yeah im sorry ifits hard to read... it just made more sense to me without the spaces |
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Feb 13 2005, 02:27 PM
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interesting...very uniquely written. i like it.
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