swing swing swingpeace,
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sweet swiss
On Greener GrassOn Greener GrassOn Greener Grass
Trapped in a ruined castle a queen awaits her king. She lies upon a tarnished throne and songs of woes she sings.
Songs to her absent lover, The king of nowhere land. A title she had given to an ordinary man.
The king has gone to wander, Though he promised to return. He's searching for adventures; For experiences he yearns.
As the seasons came and went the queen laid there in wait; She never seemed to notice the lines showing on her face.
No traces of her beauty, Her charm, her poise,
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It is inhumane, in my opinion, to force people who have a genuine medical need for coffee to wait in line behind people who apparently view it as some kind of recreational activity.
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No day but today.
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It is inhumane, in my opinion, to force people who have a genuine medical need for coffee to wait in line behind people who apparently view it as some kind of recreational activity.
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It is inhumane, in my opinion, to force people who have a genuine medical need for coffee to wait in line behind people who apparently view it as some kind of recreational activity.
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www.scotteveringham.com
Grusse mit keine umlaut...blagh
~Tatjana(Na)
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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