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Dec 08, 04
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its a horrible mystery, ducks are always just wadding away and never coming back. much like people :(
I feel inclined to blow my mind Get hung up, feed the ducks with a bun They all come out to groove about Be nice and have fun in the sun I'll tell you what I'll do - What will you do? I'd like to go there now with you You can miss out school - Won't that be cool Why go to learn the words of fools? 
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Dec 08, 04
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I know..poor little ducklings.... did you know that baby geese are called goslings? I had pet geese and they had baby geese (goslings) and one by one they all dissapeared.
once there was the sun, bright and warm and wonderful... shining like the love within my heart... now there's no more sun, winter has killed everything, and although its dark december, forever, ill remember the sun.
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Dec 08, 04
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oh be kind to your webfooted friends
for a duck may be somebody's moooother oh be kind to your friends in the swamp where the weather is cool and domp
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Dec 08, 04
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life is one long winter with mirages of summer
I've built walls A fortress deep and mighty That none may penetrate I have no need for friendship Friendship causes pain It's laughter and it's loving I disdain. I am a rock I am an island
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Dec 08, 04
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who stole your heart? who took it away?
broke you and left you to cry? was it a trickster..using mirrors and slight of hand? an elixer or a potion that you drank? remember the tinman..go find you heart and take it back Kyle did you not read my song? it said that its dark december forever...the summer is not coming back.
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Dec 08, 04
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Don't talk of love
Well, I've heard the word before It's sleeping in my memory I won't disturb the slumber Of feelings that have died If I'd never loved, I never would have cried I am a rock I am an island kyle get with it, it's dark and dreary and life sucks OK
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Dec 08, 04
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yeah this is all about sad and depressing..
You've seen her stripped mined You've heard of bombs exploded underground You know the sun shines Hotter than ever before Mother of us all Place of our birth We all are witness To the rape of the world
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Dec 08, 04
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Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves. Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still. Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits. Some say the end is near. Some say we'll see armageddon soon. I certainly hope we will cuz I sure could use a vacation from this Silly shit, stupid shit... One great big festering neon distraction, I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied. Learn to swim. pain turns too anger life is so much fun, there are so many emotions to experiment with before suicide
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Dec 08, 04
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Ok sinni this is the saddest one yet ...just for you, and then Im going to eat sushi and will be back later ( i promise i wont eat dolphin)
Until one day the rain fell as thick as black oil And in her heart she knew something was wrong She went running through the orchard screaming, 'No God, don't take him from me!' But by the time she got there, she feared he already had gone She got to where he lay, water colored roses in his hands for her She threw them down screaming, 'Damn you man, don't leave me with nothing left behind but these cold paintings, these cold portraits to remind me!' He said, 'Love I leave, but only a little, try to understand I put my soul in this life we created with these four hands Love, I leave, but only a little, this world holds me still My body may die now, but these paintings are real' So many seasons came and so many seasons went and many times she saw her love's face watering the flowers, talking to the trees and singing to his children, And when the wind blew, she knew he was listening, and how he seemed to laugh along, an how he seemed to hold her when she was crying
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Dec 08, 04
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fuck cinni do you have a copy of that? cos i can make you one if you like
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werd homie its my favorite song , always has been unfortunatly the lyrics make sense to me for a new reason again and again ima 4th !
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Dec 08, 04
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ou've got your hair permed
You've got your red dress on Screamin' that second gear was such a turn on And the fog forming on my window tells me that the morning's here And you'll be gone before too long Who taught you those new tricks? Damn I shouldn't start that talk, but life is one big question when your starin at the clock And the answers always waiting at the liquor store, 40 oz to Freedom, so I take that walk. And I know that ohhhh...I'm not going back Ohh not going back God knows not going back
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Dec 08, 04
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that sort of songy type thing happens to me all the time too. i go back and listen to the music of my childhood, and now it all makes sense, because i have experienced the emotion portrayed in the song, na mean? i didnt know shit about love or feelings or anything before the last year or so. spooky how they do that. gimme a ring dear.. we have joints to blaze and things to discuss.
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Dec 08, 04
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some say the world will end in fire, some say ice
from what i've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire but if i was to perish twice i think that i know enough of hate to say that for destuction, ice is also great and would suffice
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