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empty
Contributed by
russ-dawg
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Thursday, 24th February 2005 @ 01:14:09 AM in AEST
Topic:
toughstuff
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Time is all we have, but time is running out.
The fear of falling keeps my down, but life is what I dout.
You can't break whats broken, so don't try and break my heart.
I'm a fake, I was wrong before my life fell apart.
Don't be sad, for I dug my own grave.
Now I'm here alone and the only one to blame.
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russ-dawg
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2005-02-24 01:14:09]
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Re: empty
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by Beniam on
Thursday, 24th February 2005 @ 02:08:52 AM AEST
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| I don't, thats probebly why I'm still staring at it. Almost apocalyptic in a way. |
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Re: empty
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by shelliewilliams on
Thursday, 24th February 2005 @ 02:30:54 AM AEST
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| I understand what your saying, I've been there. I really liked it. |
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Re: empty
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by Ninnyfarfar on
Thursday, 24th February 2005 @ 08:09:48 AM AEST
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| very godd, well written |
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