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People are always telling me,that i should be doing something,Get a job, Tidy up, Join a band.
I got a job, Do this, do that,but this isnt what i w..
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Have you ever wondered what it would be likeTo see yourself through different eyesTo see yourself as others doSee if you can spot the lies
You cant s..
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A ballad I wrote for my band
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Sweet, sweet Mary Dressed green head to feetMy sweet, sweet MaryHas me stuck to my seatMy sweet, sweet MaryWith your beautiful red hairSweet, sweet Ma..
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Love’s like a See SawTakes two to playLove’s like musicIt goes upIt comes downLove’s like a castleYou can explore it foreverBut you&..
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A story originally written in an MSN conversation that i was so proud of i had to upload.
Dedicated to Emily
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Thump.
Squelch. Thump. Squelch. Each time the heavy cleaver carved into the cow’s hind
leg it went in with a ‘Thump’ and c..
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this is the story of a man called Jim.
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