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Nov 24, 2005 02:45

crossed off, but never forgotten / misplaced, but never losing hold / these are the moments that bind us / repressed, but never erased / knocked down, but never giving up / locked up where no one can find us / we'll survive in here til the end / there are no more fights to fight / my trophies are the scars that will never heal / but i get carried ( Read more... )

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eels_of_wood November 24 2005, 11:18:19 UTC
oh, i totes have 3 different drug types for you when we get back.

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