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03-25-2007, 11:15 AM
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Wondering how you came up with that name BTW
The black throated wind whispering sin,
And it speaks of a life that passes like dew It forced me to see That you've done better by me Better by me than I've done by you Now what's to found, racing around You carry your pain wherever you go Full of the blues, and trying to lose You ain't going to learn what you don't want to know hahahaha....
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