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Oct 13, 2004 14:43

They ask me how I feel
And if my love is real
And how I know I'll make it through.
And they, they look at me and frown,
They'd like to drive me from this town,
They don't want me around
'Cause I believe in you.
They show me to the door,
They say don't come back no more
'Cause I don't be like they'd like me to,
And I walk out on my own
A thousand miles from ( Read more... )

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v_frankenstein November 19 2004, 07:18:14 UTC
dim,

whatwtwhat yourt dating@?@?@? im excited but i want to talk to you i miss you its like i lost one of my sisters or somthing. holla at me... just kidding well anyways call me or somthing illbe down for a few days next week but i DO NOT have your cell number i love you alot.

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