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Post by nolarowan on Mar 28, 2010 9:38:26 GMT -5
If this album is to be found, please return it to Nola Jean Rowan. But not before taking a good look first. Thanks. <3 NolaJean Turn around there's those eyes again. Turn around fake indifference and I. Watch their cold, dark silhouettes disappear.
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Post by nolarowan on Mar 28, 2010 9:41:50 GMT -5
A hundred bodies fill this room. And all their faces overdone. Pain is foreign, foreign to us. I don't even know you. You won't even know I'm gone. Was it something I did wrong? Roses, roses cold. Roses, roses sold out. Turn around reds and whites again. I'd sell my kicks for one more low tar. Fevers hand in hand with shoelace bracelets. Why are some girls so naive? He didn't unbutton your blouse to see. A better view of your heart. Oh yeah, can't blame you for trying.
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