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Your Role
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Your Role |
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tatalinia Member
since 2005-12-17
Posts 137CA, US 
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Will you shake til you break to the role you play in this life your character you were given was it a mistake to make what we break to take what we love to tear those apart what the hell is it about the role I was given to play I can't act it anymore was it the role of the soldier to kill the king was it meant for the girl to tear her lovers heart apart was it my role to have my heart broken a thousand and one was it Aarons role to die so young or Christies role to die in her sleep was it the NBA players role to die october 15th to the insane things we membrains do that drains every ounce of faith left in the sky today to the damn roles we play who the hell is your character whats he meant to do sit back and enjoy the part you were given you have no other choice but take what is risen make the best of what you got til your stake takes you to the top I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health |
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marcel Senior Member
since 2003-03-02
Posts 660az, usa |
what a wonderfully expressed piece of feelings and real life emotions...loved how this came to life when we do not dream... |
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tatalinia Member
since 2005-12-17
Posts 137CA, US |
thank you I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health |
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