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I'm not afriad to fall any more.... |
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Today is the tomorow you worried about yesterday |
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Life is like one big game |
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The heart cannot be broken |
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My head is giving me life or death |
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>>If I give up on you I give up on me |
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>>Every rose has a thorn |
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Sticks and stones, hard on bones...aimed with angry art. Words can sting like anything...but silence breaks the heart.... |