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Vice.One a day became three,she was upset at me, she hated me.But all of us have our vice and,we don't need your advice and,Stop acting like you've never acted up.Don't ...

A Lion Without His Roar.Your soft voice is a mighty roar,Without it I'd be a pathetic excuse for a lion.And to tell you the truth, I hate it here.But I ...

I Live On The home is a castle that rests near the tide line.I hoped to make it sturdy so it could survive the waves;But it's made of sand to ...

fingers are freezing,Up on my roof I'm cold and knuckles aren't acting right,This night's the coldest in awhile.It's probably two in the morning,My eyes are prickly and hard to keep ...