Topic: Say something to someone, no need to name names please be ni - part 14 | |
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misstina2
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Wed 02/11/09 10:28 AM
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if your heart is open love will find its way
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Mirror
Oc Tina |
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Hello DA
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ditto |
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Nice to know I'm not the only one.
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If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a b*tch ain't one |
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why did you deactivate?!
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why did you deactivate?! |
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If your having girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a b*tch ain't one |
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We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when Although I wasnt there, he said I was his friend Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone, a long long time ago Oh no, not me I never lost control Youre face to face With the man who sold the world I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed I gazed a gazely stare at all the millions here We must have died along, a long long time ago Who knows? not me We never lost control Youre face to face With the man who sold the world Who knows? not me We never lost control Youre face to face With the man who sold the world http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LSnXjE66tvQ |
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The dance of the puppets
The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun. I walk a road, horizons change The tournaments begun. The purple piper plays his tune, The choir softly sing; Three lullabies in an ancient tongue, For the court of the crimson king. The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrims door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants The funeral march, The cracked brass bells will ring; To summon back the fire witch To the court of the crimson king. The gardener plants an evergreen Whilst trampling on a flower. I chase the wind of a prism ship To taste the sweet and sour. The pattern juggler lifts his hand; The orchestra begin. As slowly turns the grinding wheel In the court of the crimson king. On soft gray mornings widows cry The wise men share a joke; I run to grasp divining signs To satisfy the hoax. The yellow jester does not play But gentle pulls the strings And smiles as the puppets dance In the court of the crimson king. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rluXmDp1S4c |
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why did you deactivate?! |
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She who sees me everywhere and sees everything in me will not be lost to me,and I will not be lost to her.
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true love come from the heart and soul and nobody knows where it goes. only with in thee thou shall know.dan
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