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Post by Paj Meen Ah on Jul 1, 2007 13:44:52 GMT -5
lol
Yeah..
All I know Is everything is not as it's sold But the more I grow The less i know
I have lived so many lives Though I'm not old And the more the see the less I grow If you were the seeds, the more I sow
And I see you standing there, wanting more from me And all I can do is try. And I see you standing there, wanting more from me And all I can do is try. Try.
I wish I hadn't seen All of the realness All the real people Are really not real at all The more I lean The more I learn The more I cry The more I cry As I say goodbye to the way of life I thought I had designed For me.
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Post by Flarizzie on Nov 24, 2007 23:27:45 GMT -5
Wow. Where do you get all of this poetry from?
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Post by Charaxes on Nov 25, 2007 3:43:26 GMT -5
The dark recesses of his soul.
</Life is Pain>
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Post by Paj Meen Ah on Nov 25, 2007 11:43:40 GMT -5
The hits of Joan As Policewoman.
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Post by ReZourceman on May 20, 2024 16:27:32 GMT -5
What's going on y'all?
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