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That Walk
Contributed by
ediii
on
Thursday, 9th November 2006 @ 07:03:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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Certain people, certain actions, always there to take the flight. Up the clouds of greenish moisture to that rainbow colored height.
Words flow out but nothing changes, hear no words just judge by acts. Live in secret claws of vengeance for the blurry fake-ish facts.
Time comes by, you change your views and you rejoin the normal crowd. Higher stages come by fluent ; Cry for help, babe, cry out loud!
Breathe it out, hon, now, inhale, once more darling, now you're fine. Stepping high up of the scale with just two words: below hipline.
Certain people, certain actions, always there to take the flight. Lust and sex are half the fraction. Hand in hand, just You and I.
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ediii
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2006-11-09 19:03:19] (Date/Time posted on
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