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They say that desire is a fire, but I'm tired of burning alone. I'm afraid I'll be left with these ashes of loneliness and nothing will ever feel like home.
I'm sinking deeper and deeper and afraid of the creature I'll become, but yet it gets darker and darker and I fear I'll never feel the sun.
From my mind and my heart and into my hands, but at my fingertips is where it all ends.
Sometimes I feel like I'm torn apart at the very fabric of thought, doubt and indecision I own stock.
How many will I look down on from above? How many will I call my love?
How are you doing?
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Friends are like condoms,they are there for when things get hard!!!!
(you Bad Gunky Whoredog!)
Fridge pickers wear bigger knickers!!!!
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Friends are like condoms,they are there for when things get hard!!!!
(you Bad Gunky Whoredog!)
Fridge pickers wear bigger knickers!!!!
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