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the cymbal
rotates when the stars quit horse hairs in heaven i know how they got there lyre strings made of crushed diamonds was it my achilles heel or was it my defeat is not paradise somewhere and this place nowhere if it takes the world seventytimesseven times to get it more wrong than right i feel like sh(i)t every time |
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the cymbal rotates when the stars quit horse hairs in heaven i know how they got there lyre strings made of crushed diamonds was it my achilles heel or was it my defeat is not paradise somewhere and this place nowhere if it takes the world seventytimesseven times to get it more wrong than right i feel like sh(i)t every time |
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bad ass.. now thats lyrical genius right there.. ya'll could learn something from this guy... fools.
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Awesome one Jim
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Hey, you guys are cool, thank you
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Harps strung by angels
Hairs taken from the innocent to be mozart for the dying Beautiful yet Terrible to know death is coming refusing to be defeated the grim reaper awaits Is therea heaven? Do we make our own hell? We live to die... and We die to live... SWC Hey JMZ |
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nice job to both of you Jimz and SCG
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