Just a hole

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Just a hole winthin my life I use it to bury my strife It's a peculiar shape to behold it's so deep dark, dank and cold that hole was left by you when I fall in I'm left feeling blue. But this is just a hole there are plenty more to behold. For a man's life is full of them, but only the boys fall in

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October 5, 2005 00:58ill haven

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very true.