Topic: LEPERS THE FOURTEENTH - part 28 | |
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nah its gonna be a strait good old fashioned passionate ass whippin
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passionate huh? swEEEt....
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we dont like them much,, if ya cant tell
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yea....I picked up on that...
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specially 2 of them,, iw ant their heads on plates
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HAPPY BiRTHDAY JENN
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Hi EVERYONE
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thank you (((LINDS)))
can some one tell me why Pat deactivated? |
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hes under alot of stress so he took a break,, hes coming on for a while tonight to tell you something, then back to his break
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i seen that....made my day..smiles
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its a bad sign when i cant get metallica off my mind
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lock up the fire works and the hard liquor
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don't tread on Me.
said Don't tread on Me. Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail once you provoke her, rattling of her tail never begins it, never, but once engaged... never surrenders, showing the fangs of rage said don't tread on me so be it threaten no more to secure peace is to prepare for war so be it settle the score touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore... don't tread on me love it or leave it, she with the deadly bite quick is the blue tongue, forked as a lightning strike shining with brightness, always on surveillance the eyes they never close, emblem of vigilance ooh, No, No, No. said don't tread on me so be it threaten no more to secure peace is to prepare for war so be it settle the score touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore... don't tread on me so be it threaten no more to secure peace is to prepare for war liberty or death, what we so proudly hail once you provoke her, rattling of her tail so be it threaten no more to secure peace is to prepare for war so be it settle the score touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore... don't tread on me |
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Hey Linds.....
Happy Birthday Jen...hope it was great!!! |
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thanks Lynn
it was boring and uneventful..but hey thats life..smiles |
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ok my night just got better...smiles
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All that is, was and will be
Universe much too big to see Time and space never ending Disturbing thoughts, questions pending Limitations of human understanding Too quick to criticize Obligation to survive We hunger to be alive (Twisting, turning, through the never) All that is, ever Ever was, will be, ever Twisting, turning, through the never In the dark, see past our eyes Pursuit of truth no matter where it lies Gazing up to the breeze of the heavens On a quest, meaning, reason Come to be, how it begun All alone in the family of the sun Curiosity teasing everyone On our home, third stone from the sun (Twisting, turning, through the never) All that is, ever Ever was, will be, ever Twisting, turning, through the never On through the never we must go On through the never, out to the Edge of forever we must go On through the never, the never comes (Twisting, turning, through the never) All that is, ever Ever was, will be, ever Twisting, turning, Who we are, ask forever Twisting, turning, through the never Never! |
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goodnight all!!!
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Welcome to where time stands still
no one leaves and no one will Moon is full, never seems to change just labeled mentally deranged Dream the same thing every night I see our freedom in my sight No locked doors, No windows barred No things to make my brain seem scarred Sleep my friend and you will see the dream is my reality They keep me locked up in this cage can't they see it's why my brain says Rage Sanitarium, leave me be Sanitarium, just leave me alone Build my fear of what's out there cannot breathe the open air Whisper things into my brain assuring me that I'm insane They think our heads are in their hands but violent use brings violent plans Keep him tied, it makes him well he's getting better, can't you tell? No more can they keep us in Listen, damn it, we will win They see it right, they see it well but they think this saves us from our Hell Sanitarium, leave me be Sanitarium, just leave me alone Sanitarium, just leave me alone Fear of living on natives getting restless now Mutiny in the air got some death to do Mirror stares back hard Kill it's such a friendly word seems the only way for reaching out again. |
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my theme song
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