

To HellThe road to Hell is paved with lurid songs, censored words, and misplaced thongs.To Hell
The road to Hell is paved with cigarettes, empty beer bottles, and loves we'll soon forget.
I count each brick as I skip down the path. I am not dirty. Save me from your purifying bath.
I'll pick you up when you are down, protect you from evil, turn your thorns into a crown.
I am myself - in all my glory. You walk two paths and forget your right story.
You walk tall when you are proud. You scorn me,
but cleanse the crowds. &nb
by ~ShouriMajo
by `gilad
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wytrvn
Peace Is much more precious than a piece of land.
- Anwar al- Sadat
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synnister gates, bryan money, and zacky vengence are the greatist guitar players even and someday i plane to make it onto that list
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Amor omnia interficit
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"You could choke on the silence."
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my home page
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Life goes on.
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Peace out!
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It went west...
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Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will only cause permanent physcological damage.
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