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come here Cheers darlin' Here's the beginning Of a tragic end Here's to where we lasted No broken hearts shall mend Here's to your shallow lies And my broken words Here's to singing the chorus Knowing it will never be heard Here's to telling me all your secrets And for me keeping all of mine Here's to the broken hearted And the foolish kind Here's to why we laugh And why we cry alone Here’s to a new beginning for you Here's to the end of me. |
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Come gather round and raise your glasses I propose a toast for you Be still a moment ladies and gents Here’s to the impossible dream May it always remain just beyond a grasp A goal that should never be attained Here’s to the winding road May it be long, confusing, and tiresome But still have stops so we might rest our load Here’s to the silent dance May the music play on and on So that we never miss our chance Here’s to the thread that connects us May it never fray or break And remain as strong as a wooden truss Here’s to the smiles that we’ve shared May they always brighten our days Sent to ease the burdens we bear Here’s to the mindless drones May you continue to blindly follow And give root to all of my cries and moans Here’s to the meals we have eaten May our bellies always be full With delicious food, laughter sweetened Here’s to the culture of the day May it continue to bombard its people Shaping everyone in different ways Here’s to you, my cohorts in crime May each day be lived to its fullest So that you never regret your allotted time
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4/1/2009 3:09 am |
yes ...cheers!!! cum here dahlin! use me! but...am gonna abused u!!!
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maybe because it's so recognizeable at some certain point in our life, could be sooner/later/present/future/past there is/was a time that our heart really comes close (to) if not broken
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yes ...cheers!!! cum here dahlin! use me! but...am gonna abused u!!! i have enough of people who is abusing me one way or the other but because you're sexy i would make an exception
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wow! we're on inspirational tour seriously, grateful for those who stuck
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Will the windows miss me When I'm gone? The walls? The floor? The white ceiling sky? Those ever present witnesses To every sob, scream, and sigh The constant companions Who've sung me to sleep With murmurs of protection And stability The old, stained carpet Whose feather soft depths Have cushioned my falls, Softened my footsteps, And captured my tears without a sound Of protest The doors that hid me No matter the reason Kept sounds secret So no one could condemn or question My actions Will the echoes still hold Some memory of my voice? And allow some piece of me To live on in every sound That the (4)walls reflect And the carpet swallows up Would it?
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nothing so much happening in the mag boring boring boring it'e time for sweetface tomake an appearance
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it's a bit conceited sort of thinking imagine
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4/4/2009 11:03 pm |
just like ur pics!
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just like ur pics! he is alreadt smitten by you
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and then what? ad fundum? after that?
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4/5/2009 8:46 am |
sweetface don't tease him he is alreadt smitten by you someone might pull OUR hair
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someone might pull OUR hair
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4/8/2009 11:01 pm |
and i thought you're shaven i mean the hair in the armpits
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for the first time you made me laugh
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sweetface, i don't know that you show him your pics with candles now i'm jealous
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yes i am i mean the hair in the armpits
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4/11/2009 8:22 am |
Life is a joke in itself.
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sad but true jane and most jokes hit home hard
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