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Journal Entry: Sat Nov 17, 2007, 2:38 AM
it's that desease of the age
it's that desease that we crave
alone at the end of the race
we catch the last bus home
corporate america wakes
coffee republic in case
we open the latch on the gate
of the hole that we call our home
protect me from what i want...
protect me protect me
maybe we're victims of fate
remember when we'd celebrate
we'd drink and get high until late
and now we're all alone
wedding bells ain't gonna chime
with both of us guilty of crime
and both of us sentenced to time
and now we're all alone
protect me from what i want...
protect me protect me
protect me from what i want...
protect me protect me
protect me from what i want...
protect me protect me
protect me from what i want...
protect me protect me
Devious Comments
[protège-moi...]
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:..Life is a fiction..:
:..Hayat bir kurgudur..:
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love was a turn-based game.
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söyle ruhum
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"...alev almış tepelere doğru koşmamak gerektiğini anladım. yangın ruhumuza sıçradı, savrulan alevlere alev almadan bakma gücünden yoksunmuşuz."
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"...alev almış tepelere doğru koşmamak gerektiğini anladım. yangın ruhumuza sıçradı, savrulan alevlere alev almadan bakma gücünden yoksunmuşuz."
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oggi hai parlato troppo.
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Nira
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If you like this photo, please see the gallery .
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.....also 5 min. passed!!!
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teşekkürler
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if people think you're dying, they really listen, instead of just waiting for their turn to speak.
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