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Mar 27, 2005 22:04

Little boy, you’ll find your way home, Because home is a place you make your own, And though you’ve lived here most of your life. Everything’s wrong, nothing feels right, nothing feels right….There you were stranded, where no one would ever look Your knee-deep in trouble tonight, Praying for a change, cause today’s loss is tomorrows gain, You know ( Read more... )

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__teenagezombie April 8 2005, 18:01:42 UTC
hey friley, its kelli. this is my new username, so add it, fool! :)

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