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The television is on with the football game blaring from the speakers with people crowded around screaming out plays, and insults. Jumping up and down until the popcorn and beer a spilled and it's time for refills. The kitchen is a mess. Packed full of chips and dip, pizza and coke. It’s become a free-for-all. An all-you-can eat buffet. Candles scent the air and lamps light the way When you come, you won’t want to leave Because it feels right. Because it fits.
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Aug 10, 2010
Aug 10, 2010 at 5:06 PM UTC
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The television is on with the football game blaring from the speakers with people crowded around screaming out plays, and insults. Jumping up and down until the popcorn and beer a spilled and it's time for refills. The kitchen is a mess. Packed full of chips and dip, pizza and coke. It’s become a free-for-all. An all-you-can eat buffet. Candles scent the air and lamps light the way When you come, you won’t want to leave Because it feels right. Because it fits.
Copyright 2010 Ashley Centers
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Aug 10, 2010
Aug 10, 2010 at 5:06 PM UTC
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