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Contributed by
DoomedCuthulu
on
Sunday, 1st May 2005 @ 07:32:06 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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Walking through this stupid trough
Where the looks are dirtier than the streets
Things get thrown at you
And we get called freaks.
But I guess it's fair,
I mean, we don't fit in.
If it means to be ourselves
I'd rather be me than them.
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2005-05-01 19:32:06] (Date/Time posted on
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