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Number 9
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143
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Sunday, 18th October 2009 @ 01:07:06 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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A powerful haze blankets my eyes
Im so tired I wanna cry
My lifes been hard depressing and real
This vicious cycle turns like a wheel
My kids are gone and their mother is to
Screw that *****, shes the reason Im blue
My faith will work
But Im sad and denied
So in the meantime,
Corona number 9.
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2009-10-18 13:07:06] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Number 9
(User Rating: 1 ) by elle on
Sunday, 18th October 2009 @ 01:37:59 PM AEST (User
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saved by the brew. . . cool. elle :) |
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