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316
Contributed by
Bones
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Wednesday, 3rd November 2004 @ 06:39:37 PM in AEST
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Stoned, wasted
Wasting away
Nothing today (but hate)
The grass stains on my pants are fading
Times are changing
Everyone hates me
Because of what I believe
When will we have peace?
I don't it to end like this
But I can't die
I can never die
Copyright ©
Bones
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2004-11-03 18:39:37]
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Re: 316
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by Archie on
Saturday, 6th November 2004 @ 05:22:19 AM AEST
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| I understand how you feel. This is a very good write. I will try to check up on you when I get to Washington. |
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