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oh noooooooooooooooo worries Phoenix
Hate and anger has given me lots of power one of the best fuels .... but it is hard on the engine giggles make you glow and give ya a bit of a nitro boost now if only we could bag it up oh ,, wait wrap it in a paper....lol well wish it was easier to find the fuels that are GOOD for the engine 
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Passion.
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nice lex...i kno the feeling.... add the residual anger and hate from
the same old love and thats me.... |
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^^^
Passion can be applied to anger or happiness. |
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Used to run on anger.
Now hope it is my love for my fellow man. Trying to pay it back. |
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oldsage made me think.i guess its a 1/4 mis of love hate, anger, and
hope...... i ment mix.. |
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I run on Faith. In all things... without faith your just a rasin with
no water. |
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YA !!! SSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE old sage figured it out !!
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oh tneals got it figured too
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I do pay it back...
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 guess party on...
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Laughter>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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apathy
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except for when the game's on....
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If emotions were fuel?
I would be fueled by passion...would glow so bright, there would never be a lighting problem on the planet again. I am empassioned, passionate, compassionate...about so much, and for so many... Passion should be one of my middle names, somewhere before, or after 'trouble'... 
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 to the heavens and back, I can run on only love now!!
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oh oh ,, I'm outta fuel ..
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I'm waiting for that new engine that runs on water....
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Since I'm "emo" my fuel would be a constant mix of depression, anger,
jealousy, happiness, relived, etc. So I guess whatever I'm fueling would be made by GM ^.^ |
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my fuel is pure happyness all the sad and anger thoughts were all sifted
out with my faith strainer , and the bottled in a glass surounded by hope , |
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