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distantsheep
In which Rav has grown tired of song lyrics for journal titles
Dec 21, 2010 02:02
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I was sold for suspect drawings, underneath the makeshift awnings; now I'm yours, know I'm here, read it all front and back. But I can't relax with my knees on the ground and a stick in my back.
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bleach
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artsings
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chchchanges
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fog_and_feather
December 22 2010, 20:40:32 UTC
on the first day of christmas my true love gave me to meeeee
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fog_and_feather
December 22 2010, 20:41:22 UTC
a paaaartriiiidge iiiin a peeeaaaar treeeeeeeeeeee
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fog_and_feather
December 22 2010, 20:44:00 UTC
that's right I said it
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distantsheep
December 22 2010, 20:52:57 UTC
oh my word you did not just say that
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