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Lowing Grave Stone
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Lowing Grave Stone |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
This big man Fat man massacre Dimly lit room Invaded by Satan scare Leaving me dazed A little doomly gloom Fix me, come find me This place where you can't hide me Escape me... easily Suicide lie lie free His woman's voice under the sheets Hold me squeeze tightly I do it for you I will again Treat me like cash In your hand to spend Jesus only did the truth Your depraved mind must see it balloons are made of rubber... ... and they float too... as will I to Heaven once I die... [This message has been edited by green_itchy_stuff (04-06-2006 03:15 PM).] |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
good write!  my favorite "Fix me, come find me This place where you can't hide me Escape me... easily Suicide lie lie free His woman's voice under the sheets Hold me squeeze tightly" A change is going to come... |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
And then I met the "filthy skined body" of Seattle... and HE did just THAT... Dirty confused souls... -GIS balloons are made of rubber... |
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