10-03-2018, 02:40 AM
tea: spilled
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disturbia  dump
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10-03-2018, 02:41 AM
that's not tea brother that's facts
when this r e p e t i t i o n ends behind the window shades, a semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made —— that most unrestful bed, that most original of sins, and you'll say that's what I get when I let ambition win again. I'd hate to let you [sub]down,[/sub] so I'll let the waters [sup]rise[/sup] and drown my dull reflection in the naïve expectation in your eyes. back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free, I had a butcher's / heart and no-one thought they knew me . . . . . . [ ★ ]
10-03-2018, 03:52 AM
10-03-2018, 05:43 AM
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i got the good side of things â€â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€
[align=center][div style="font-size: 8pt; color: black; width: 380px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 1px;"]left you with both of the rings, my fingers danced and swayed in the breeze, the change in the wind took you down to your knees. i got the good side of you, sent it out into the blue  the people danced to the sound of your heart ★ ★ [info] [song] â€â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€ the world sang along to it falling apart
10-03-2018, 05:47 AM
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10-03-2018, 05:47 AM
hm .. with or without links ....
10-03-2018, 05:50 AM
i like without tbh
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10-04-2018, 12:39 AM
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i got the good side of things â€â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€
[align=center][div style="font-size: 9pt; color: black; width: 402px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 1px;"]left you with both of the rings, my fingers danced and swayed in the breeze, the change in the wind took you down to your knees. i got the good side of you, sent it out into the blue â€â€Ã¢â‚¬â€ the people danced to the sound of your heart â€â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€Ã¢â‚¬â€ the world sang along to it falling apart
when this r e p e t i t i o n ends behind the window shades, a semi-conscious sorrow sleeping in the bed I've made —— that most unrestful bed, that most original of sins, and you'll say that's what I get when I let ambition win again. I'd hate to let you [sub]down,[/sub] so I'll let the waters [sup]rise[/sup] and drown my dull reflection in the naïve expectation in your eyes. back in a cast bit-part, back when I felt most free, I had a butcher's / heart and no-one thought they knew me . . . . . . [ ★ ] |
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