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Saturday, March 4, 2006

Tick Tock Woo, I recovered my mind, blasted thing of rhymes, rhythms and beats, that defeat me, as I turn, I crash and burn. This winter is cold, fishing for soul, the whole of man, in spirit we land, in trouble, I'm branded for life, strife floats my bubble. Cry towards the morn, in anguish of... Sign in to see full entry.

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"HAVING NO CLUES" What if Life was a big test? Does it really matter to you? It should... What if... Yeah, I don't like to play those games. ~~~~~~ The entire content of original works are copywritten © October 2005 by: TG ~ All rights reserved.

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