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Thunder and lighting is all you have to keep you from going
past
going past to your dreadful death
the death you've been longing for
the death where no one will know
know that your long lost soul had been found by the devil
Posted: 2007-11-20 20:20:18 UTC
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2007-12-26 07:15:13Simply-Me-20104
Wow.. oh... kay... Veryyy expressive!! Great job! That'z what it's all about!