And the truth of it is
I miss the pleasure-sweet pain
Sometimes
When the world is quiet
And my thoughts are not.
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
4 comments:
what do ya mean you thoughts arent quiet?
haha, my first quick look at this title read, "poledancing in dark rooms", then i read it properly.
Yeh.
As your science teacher I don't recommend it at all.
Ha yea ok. Will bear that in mind.
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