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The well is dried up now, the river is gone.Time to pack up, time to be moving on.With a past set in stone and a future unknownYou brave the cold nights alone.Restless at night and restless with life.... Posted by on Tue, 09 Dec 2008 00:17:00 GMT
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The Only Way I Can Describe It Is An Itch On The Inside.
Every Time I Scratch It I Lose.
I Lose Often.
Losing Hurts.
But Not As Much As Winning. Posted by on Fri, 07 Nov 2008 01:53:00 GMT
