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DeathAs I look out into the deep green sea I stand in the rain, wet strands of hair in my face I feel quite happy in the melancholy atmosphere There Is a Stifled cry for help I look around and walk onto the beack from my dock position My happiness starts to fade The rain drenched sand sends a chill through my spine The cry becoming more clear As I move The beach ends and I wipe the hair from my face To one side there is a misty blue forest And to the other a rock face of weathered black shale Hoping that the cry should not have come from the cliff For why should I put Myself iDeath
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Some people are like slinky's: Mostly good for nothing but lots of fun when you push them down the stairs.
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finally found u, yay! so now its ur turn... nice avatar, c'est chaud...
jules
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Psalm 142:7
Set me free from my prison that I may praise your name
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Remember: A unique idea is MORE IMPORTANT than a unique cartoon!
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Remember: A unique idea is MORE IMPORTANT than a unique cartoon!
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Remember: A unique idea is MORE IMPORTANT than a unique cartoon!
its genetics!
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