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The Best Band Ever Is
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tesla....
hands down |
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pony's dirty poem's
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there once was a man from kent,
who's pecker was so long that it bent. so to stay out of trouble, he bent it in double, and instead of cumming he went |
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life thru a whiskey glass..
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thank u
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What do wimen really want?
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heres an idea...if you want to know what women really want....
ASK THEM! then shut up and LISTEN! .... every women is different ...likewise every man... trying to figure out what 1 women may want based on the entire scope of gender generalizations is a little rediculous.. |
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favorite movie?
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strange wilderness
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life thru a whiskey glass..
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thank you all
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Unmasking The Third Eye.
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life thru a whiskey glass..
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Spent most of my life with my foot on the gas,
pedal to the floor burning bridges as i past. Lived high and low and in between, smoked lots of reefer dropped some LSD.. anything for a little reprieve from all the little fears inside of me----yeah. Take some pills for anxiety lookin for a silver bullet to set me free from self judgement. I never thought i'd see my 30's pass, watchin life go by thru a whiskey glass. it took me so long but now i finaly see, my greatest fear in life was always just being me. i take a swing at the face of fear my hand strikes the glass and breaks the mirror and it shatters...... reflecting back the dreams and all the tiny little things that really mattered..... anything for a little reprieve no silver bullet can set you free from that madness |
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help with gun control
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its just a band aid but enough of them will stop the bleeding
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help with gun control
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i was thinking that all gun stores sell trigger locks...
why not make it manditory to have a trigger lock on all firearms not in use by the owner at the moment... maybe punishment if your weapon was left unlocked and was used in the commision of a crime could be something like a 10 year revokation of the right to bare arms and a huge fine? its just a thought |
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Don't You Want Me?
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let go..
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Short.& to the point
Nice job |
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facing fear...
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i like this one. a good write. I empathize, especially with that powerful last line. Lessons learned..I wouldn't change a thing..I have a better understanding of life now |
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facing fear...
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Good job |
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facing fear...
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facing fear...
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First word that came to mind after reading this...."Tender"...Thank you for sharing |
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facing fear...
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Hello insangel, it's nice to meet you... The pain grew overbearing, As I stumbled down my road, I gave up really caring. Just Wanted to be left alone. I've learned alot along the way, put down that bottle of rum. I face my fears in the light of day, But don't forget where I come from. The hardest part of living is figuring out where we really fit. And when there's not a clear path, self destruction is very common. Overcoming our weaknesses, and not letting them destroy us completely shows strength in character. Thank you for sharing this journey, from beginning to end it all has meaning i can relate too. |
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facing fear...
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I was a good man with a simple plan,
Was gonna be someone someday, Got caught up in this thing called life, & somehow lost my way. Always wanted to do what was rite, Always wanted to belong. Always felt like I was left behind, To compose this lonely song......... I coulda been real famous I coulda been a millionaire. I shoulda been alot kinder, & A little more debonair.. I shoulda been sober but I couldn't stand my fears, So I drank them all away Along with all the years.. The pain grew overbearing , As I stumbled down my road, I gave up really caring. Just Wanted to be left alone. But the isolation was to much to bare, Left with my own device, I worked on building through the years. & I fell through the thinning ice.. Reality hit as I was sinking Into the lake of fears I built, Maybe it was the drinking...... That was piling up the guilt.. I've learned alot along the way, put down that bottle of rum. I face my fears in the light of day, But don't forget where I come from. |
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Working on others as we speak
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love what u did with it,, great sound on the guitar too (must be a pretty acoustic environment/room) |
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