Dec 22, 2005 20:55
A rain drop drops on the city I walk, my pale blue feet carry me over this muddy soil, I bet a hundred people have stepped on this peace of earth before me, each one sufficed by a diferent emotion or moment, each one selfish and caught up in there problems, people change but the soil below them remains the same.
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love always,
the clown.
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you can't be a clown, you're not funny
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love
june
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love, dc
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Winter has the LOWEST suicide rate, SPRING has the highest.
And NEVADA has the highest rate, not Oregon.
:-D
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