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The FlameThere's heavy music when you're on your own What happened to these lights? The bulbs are blown Trying to feel, to feel, to feelThe Flame
My way through the choking black A groan, a moan, a boom, a crack It's just too real, too real, too real
We're darker now, breathing in the distance Finding it hard to break your resistance Got me yearning, yearning, yearning
The only way we'll get any higher Is if we set this place on fire Gonna get me burning, burning, burning?
Don't let the blood run cold Freezing under your skin Let the moment seep thro


ClotRedder, they fall, with no pattern or design. It is the way it is meant to be He said, or she said, who can be certain when theClot
air is so hazy and thick? Fireworks and rain clot the sky So different to those brighter days Where golden sunsets did not mean the end but
the beginning.
Nights grew. Days were cut like skinny buds just before their prime A change in time Naked trees watch like precedents -
Do not love me with those words, you say, Do not concern me with your little metaphor What metaphor? I'm not exaggerating,  


The InsomniacAnother sleepless night for me Because you slept so well. Your dreams, they took you far away From where the nightmares dwell The light that seeped in from the dark Had turned your face so pale The blanket, huge and separate Did make you look so frail I whispered, no reply, no, could Barely hear you breathing So still was your enraptured form That I have started grieving Where do you go on midnight walks And do you hold my hand? Do you love me like in real life, Do things that we've planned? Or doThe Insomniac


New London v.1 To never have walked upon solid earth is tragic; to miss the opportunity to do so is frankly quite stupid. However, to have known what solid earth felt like, and to then have it robbed away, in a city that you loved, is probably the saddest of all. An airship flew by, far above them of course, but it was still audible. If they had been standing on a higher rooftop, which was unlikely, they might have even been able to see the people inside of it, staring out of the tiny windows and occasionally commenting toNew London v.1
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it was so hard to pick 14 people! ;^;
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... dipped in Spinach.
"It was among the Italians, it was real greaseball shit."
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Rhythms that you go through..
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life is like a piano. what you get out of it depends on how you play it.
buy CHARTJACKERS' "i've got nothing" from i-tunes now - only 79p and all proceeds to Children In Need. Plus it's catchy and my friend helped write it!
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life is like a piano. what you get out of it depends on how you play it.
buy CHARTJACKERS' "i've got nothing" from i-tunes now - only 79p and all proceeds to Children In Need. Plus it's catchy and my friend helped write it!
a friend is need of music is A FRIEND INDEED BA HA
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GET OVER YOURSELF.
and there's this cabaret that we're all meant to dress up for and sing musical songs for.
and i kinda learnt how to sing i dreamed a dream when i had the music from the library in hatfield, but cant get there in time now, and so have been practising with a stupid cd recording that is way worse than yours even though its professional...and for the cabaret i need some kind of backing music, and there is a man willing to play piano accompanying us....
maria (parikh) wants to sing "master of the house"....
many thnx, i have rambled for long enough... moni
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life is like a piano. what you get out of it depends on how you play it.
buy CHARTJACKERS' "i've got nothing" from i-tunes now - only 79p and all proceeds to Children In Need. Plus it's catchy and my friend helped write it!
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TAG UR IT! THIS IS A SEXYY TRAIN IF U RECIEVE THIS IT MEANS
UR FREAKIN SEXY.... IF U GET THIS BACK UR EVEN
SEXIERR...SEND THIS TO 10 PEOPLE....IF U BREAK THIS CHAIN U
WILL HAVE BAD SEX FOR THE NEXT 30 YEARS.....GOODLUCK
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life is like a piano. what you get out of it depends on how you play it.
buy CHARTJACKERS' "i've got nothing" from i-tunes now - only 79p and all proceeds to Children In Need. Plus it's catchy and my friend helped write it!
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FUNGHI
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90% of the teen population would freak if Miley Cyrus were to jump off a building.
10% Would be yelling JUMP BITCH JUMP!!
i am one of that 10%. in fact, i hate her so much i counted myself twice.
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I'm bringing sexay back.
Life's Better Under A Tory.
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