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Thoughts pounding rapidly Enter they do, vividly untakeable In my cage, this pain is too much Transparent but unbreakable The bars so thick that they touch Solid but no one sees what lies Just soley beneath my core
My pain is the lonely tear This single wet drop Followed by endless cries that no one can see Like my cold blood, it doesn't stop Always t
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ONCE YOU have BEEN HIT, YOU HAVE TO HIT 8 BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE. IF YOU GET HIT AGAIN YOU KNOW YOU are REALLY FINE AS HELL. IF YOU BREAK THE CHAIN YOU will BE CURSED WITH UGLINESS FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. SO DONT MESS UP!!
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I can read the inner mechanisms of your mind.
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To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead. - Bertrand Russell
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To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead. - Bertrand Russell
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Sobre::Is there a point to this?
Cherokee::Not really. I just wanted to know what you thought about tacos.
Sobre::We are going in circles here.
Cherokee::I thought they were nice-looking circles, though.
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Ongz, lyk, it's art. D:
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Sobre::Is there a point to this?
Cherokee::Not really. I just wanted to know what you thought about tacos.
Sobre::We are going in circles here.
Cherokee::I thought they were nice-looking circles, though.
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Ongz, lyk, it's art. D:
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Sobre::Is there a point to this?
Cherokee::Not really. I just wanted to know what you thought about tacos.
Sobre::We are going in circles here.
Cherokee::I thought they were nice-looking circles, though.
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