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Hi!!!!... |
BROKEN WINGS...
The tall, white candles,
They melt with the crimson sky...
The game of my thoughts,
Was a mere expression of pain...
Manic depressives oscillate
between elation and the Dj...
Spinning around my head,
are the crescents of spite...
BROKEN WINGS...
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Hueva said money cant buy happiness didnt know where to shop! |
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In 3 words I can sum up everything ive learned about life...**IT** ~~GOES~~ ^^ON^!!!!!! |
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Life is a bumpy road....with a joy ride... |