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By lost in my own confessions

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

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December 26, 2007 07:15Simply-Me-20104

Wow.. oh... kay... Veryyy expressive!! Great job! That'z what it's all about!