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Makes a worms W00T!


VacantI awoke this morning with a bullet wound to the chest. The empty bedsheets beside me were cold; I swear to you, love, you're leaving me an hour earlier each passing day. When met with your masochistic smile you deny there's a problem; You deny me, As I am a disposable belonging.Vacant
Dependant on the slaughter to all threads holding my love, That smile of yours burns before my vision, As your name passes shop windows and the lyrics of the songs in the rustic cafe where we delivered our theories of love.
These moments linger in self-inflicted torture, As thoughts deliver the
Pick a Card
Gonna miss you on Kilrogg
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~Bangy
Give a man a fire and he's warm for the day. But set fire to him and he's warm for the rest of his life.
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"I Say eminem and 50 cents wouldn't know a proper lyric even if it crawled up their arses and got them to orgasm through prostate stimulation" - Stewie from Family Guy at MTV 2003 music awards
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"I Say eminem and 50 cents wouldn't know a proper lyric even if it crawled up their arses and got them to orgasm through prostate stimulation" - Stewie from Family Guy at MTV 2003 music awards
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Watch.
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evn
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To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn't think could be real
To know that you feel the same, as I do, is a Three-fold utopian dream
You do something to me
That I can't explain
So would I be out of line, If I said
I miss you.
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"I Say eminem and 50 cents wouldn't know a proper lyric even if it crawled up their arses and got them to orgasm through prostate stimulation" - Stewie from Family Guy at MTV 2003 music awards
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"I Say eminem and 50 cents wouldn't know a proper lyric even if it crawled up their arses and got them to orgasm through prostate stimulation" - Stewie from Family Guy at MTV 2003 music awards
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To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn't think could be real
To know that you feel the same, as I do, is a Three-fold utopian dream
You do something to me
That I can't explain
So would I be out of line, If I said
I miss you.
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