

LostCould it be that at this point I am so lost That even my reflection is no longer of me But of someone distantLost
Among the references of my past One girl. One chance. One miss. One loss. One love. Once I was happy Now that seems like forever ago A lie I'd led for so long That even I'd started to in some ways believe it To ponder my misunderstandings You'd need to first question the people
Who'd entered my life only to leave Abruptly. Without the two week notice this job required
One more drink One more chance Never.
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[www.salizabeth.net]
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Let's go have a drink and smoke a cigarette.
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It's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year
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Quick question: Prosthetic arm, deal breaker? Before you answer, it has attachments.
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Soup on your head makes you SEXY
André.
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deviant art isn't...
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