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Standing with your spotlight on me. Not enough to feed the hungry. I'm tired and i've felt it for a while now! In a sea of lonely, the taste of ink is getting old. It's four 'o clock in the friggin morning! Each day gets more and more like the last! -Taste Of Ink- The Used
nice way to curse without cursing!!!!!
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