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Aug 28, 2004 22:01

you'll never make me leave i'll wear this on my sleave give me a reason

to believe, so give me all your posion and give me all your pills and give

me all your hopeless hearts and make me ill your running after something

that you'll never kill, if this is what you want then fire at will.

just give me what i need.. x3
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