SCHOOLA sanctuary for ideas Desecrated by blasphemers Shattered for amusement The silence is formed anew Hung upon the brick and wood And on the streetSCHOOL
Tiny LettersTINY LETTERS It's the little things Her smile Her beautiful hair Things that some people forget The words she says The way your arms fit around her Stuff that doesn't get much fanfare That peck on the cheek That first phonecall That I love most about her She doesn't know what it's like to be with her She couldn't So I have to tell her Do you like what you hear?Tiny Letters
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Marcos
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~From Robot Chicken
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Diet soda sucks almost as much as MySpace... almost.
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"I don't believe in fairytales and no one wants to go to hell"
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Computer games don't affect kids, I mean if Pac man affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching pills and listening to repetitive music!
happy new year!
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What did I miss? I was out smoking crack with Satan.
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beastie in france
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He was merely a watcher. Never meant to partake in how the world changed. Never meant to love or experience the joys and pains of living, but simply to observe them. He was a watcher, but how could he remain just that?
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He was merely a watcher. Never meant to partake in how the world changed. Never meant to love or experience the joys and pains of living, but simply to observe them. He was a watcher, but how could he remain just that?
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