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Let's say a godsend is just a dishonorable mention and that we improve ourselves with our own inventions. Then, would we have the right intention to merely carry on without discretion? Let's say that you and I are real and these miracles that plain to see. Let's take two steps back and fit the bill, while the ticket still has vacancy. I propose that we just live and swear to you I'll die by this. Connect our senses with a kiss. Let's breed romance with hopelessness. I live and die by what I know and always question what I'm told. I'd like to see what you can show. Your privacy is getting old.
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Jul 20, 2010
Jul 20, 2010 at 12:39 AM UTC
Life Out In the Sticks
Let's say a godsend is just a dishonorable mention and that we improve ourselves with our own inventions. Then, would we have the right intention to merely carry on without discretion? Let's say that you and I are real and these miracles that plain to see. Let's take two steps back and fit the bill, while the ticket still has vacancy. I propose that we just live and swear to you I'll die by this. Connect our senses with a kiss. Let's breed romance with hopelessness. I live and die by what I know and always question what I'm told. I'd like to see what you can show. Your privacy is getting old.
NBURNS 2010
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Jul 20, 2010
Jul 20, 2010 at 12:39 AM UTC
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