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Saturday, December 15, 2007
And I, I Am Not Into, The Idea Of Being Without You.
Friends + The Zoo = Intense Awesomeness
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Six Hundred Sixty Six Hundred Sixty Days
Desert Wind and A Perverse Desire To Win, History ...
Standing on The Edge of Morning, Scent of Sex and ...
Lights Break Under A Heavy Door, And I Try To Keep...
But There You Go For The Last Time, I Finally Know...
Oh no, don't let me go for this.
And I, I Am Not Into, The Idea Of Being Without You.
Hours pass, but she still counts the minutes that ...
My rhyme ain't good just yet, my brain and tongue ...
We'll Make The Great Escape.
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