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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 5:48 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2008 10:19 pm
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"For Her...And Only Her" By: Hige^San
The sweet scent of your aroma, Catches my respiration at times, It remembers me the days, When we said to the sun, goodbye.
I remember every word you said, Since it's all stuck in my head, Your sweet voice ringing in my ear, That time you where in my bed.
I can't believe how much i miss you, Even though you're obverse me, Maybe it's because were different now, It's because you love me.
Well i can say this for sure, And i can say this truly, You really are my one true love, My sappy love story.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 1:09 pm
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Labels that everyone wears? By thorn6066
Gothics. That's what my friends are called, even through they're not.
Why do people label them, before they get to know them.
They never did anything to anybody, but just be themselves.
So what if they like different things, wearing baggy things. They don't call some of the girls that wear low cut shirts, whores, sluts or hookers.
Stop labeling them, they never change. They are who they are.
Even if you like it, or don't, get used to it, because this is who they are.
If you don't like it, well them ******** off and stop labeling them, their not clothing.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 1:40 pm
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Walking through a grassy field, observing things meant to be seen. By Epic_Muffin.
I walk across the plane, Surrounded by grass, to no one's disdain. Only over the grass, I can see, The only person who means anything to me.
My mother, my creator, Who can only be mother nature. She performs miracles and disasters, Without restraint from any masters.
For she is mother nature, who no one can hold, No one can reach her, so she may choose to be bold. She's made our happiness, she's made our sorrow, But in the end, her happiness is what we borrow.
We destroy her essence, all things around her, We tear this world, down asunder. It's up to us to make things right, Let us unite, and our spirit ignite! ~Epic_Muffin
And in German:
Das Wandern durch ein grasiges Feld, Dinge beobachtend, bedeutete, gesehen zu werden. Durch Epic_Muffin.
Ich gehe über das Flugzeug spazieren, Umgeben durch das Gras, zu niemandes Verachtung. Nur über das Gras kann ich sehen, Die einzige Person, die irgendetwas zu mir meint.
Meine Mutter, mein Schöpfer, Wer nur Mutter-Natur sein kann. Sie führt Wunder und Katastrophen durch, Ohne Selbstbeherrschung von irgendwelchen Mastern.
Weil sie Mutter-Natur ist, den keiner halten kann, Keiner kann sie erreichen, so kann sie beschließen, kühn zu sein. Sie hat unser Glück gemacht, sie hat unseren Kummer gemacht
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 5:31 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:04 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 2:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 3:40 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 7:58 pm
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