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Never Hold Your Lover's Starewhy do we always want the ones who run from us?Never Hold Your Lover's Stare
the ones we look up to the gods the goddesses oh my god she speaks like an angel oh my god how he sings comfort and warmth
but they cast their tempting eyes down on our measly souls they forget our tired existences but oh how much has their presence grown in our hearts are you living here forever until this dying corpse takes its last breath?
if that's the case, then feel free to take part in our boring and tiresome lives see: this heart, your room is always and will be cozy warm
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~pimpmydesk
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Sheppard: Does super-ego count as a power?
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Souls are for eating. Mmmm...
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Mae govannen, mellon! Elen síla lúmenn’ omentielvo.
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Steven Housden
Senior Mentor ~DA-Networking
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