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〠 There's something intriguing about unavailability  Yesterday I didn't understand it, Today it all seems clearer,  Tomorrow I won't be around to phantom the thoughts. There's always something inside the water, however clean What a life this has played itself to be Such a beautiful lie, now my ugly truth  Someday I'll be enough for my never satisfying self. ohh.. The irony of being born from love, To falling in love, To dying for love... Stupid cupid!!! Next time? Hit both and not one Mr Gutts says, "the tornados never meet the volcanos"  Such ignorance in a persons guts Ohh.. The irony in opposites attract  Because hi, i'm Tornado. very nice to meet you volcano 00:00:04 left Sun explodes! Now off with their heads Even Solomon Grundy had an end pink.ink.on.paper url

Miss Phoebe Congo No. 7 Blind Lane Avenue, Ernest Town S.E.18 20th February , 1805 Dear   Mayflower, One plus One = Twofar My loyalty to this cause runs too far Before dawn, I stood up on my feet for you Your cry had touched me greatly I was rooting for you... How dare you! To believe I didn't realize how far gone in I was for you You nurtured this soul train to a clash point Head lights sparking off to a flash point Sirens blowing up the silence I begged for water and you fed me off the river you created with my tears People do me bad and I wish I did them worse As it is I have no interest in working with someone who is too important or too self conserved  or too slow to take a call for me at 3:00am Why is it that I've never cried to you about the things that break me? Because you don't think I've toiled enough to be rewarded But at the break of spring I let the colors spill And I forgave you So I say to everybody,  P