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Dec 12, 2005 21:06

Holidays.. eyyyyy

guitar.. eyyyy

She waits for me in my dreams.
Every night misery brings.
Haunts my day. Haunts my wake.
Oh, my lord can't you feel her grow,
inside of me. Tearing my mind.
For once my lord please help me
Believe in you.

For The Prize Of Beauty

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miss_maddi December 13 2005, 00:22:35 UTC
Your mum.. eyyyy

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miss_maddi December 13 2005, 01:05:07 UTC
Ps- Ironing!! Hahahahahaha. Sucker.

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