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 Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2008 9:30 pm
I'm really bored, so lets play a game rofl . i'm gonna write a line from a death cab song, and you guys write the next and next and next lines. sound good? ok, here's the line:
God bless the daylight...
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 11:27 pm
the sugary smell of springtime...
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 11:30 am
no one wants to play? scream FINE!!! I'll play by my self crying
...remembering when you were mine
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 4:37 pm
...in a still suburban town...
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2008 9:12 pm
when every thursday
i'd brave those mountain passes
and you'd skip your early classes
and we learned how out bodies worked
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 6:58 pm
grey-monotony when every thursday
i'd brave those mountain passes
and you'd skip your early classes
and we learned how out bodies worked god damn the black night with all it's foul temptation I become what I always hated when I was with you then
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Curiosity Killed My Fishy
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Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 9:20 pm
we looked like giants
in the back of my gray sub compact
fumbling to make contact
as the others slept inside
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 10:35 pm
and together there
in a shroud of frost,
mountain air began to pass
through every pane of weathered glass.
And I held you closer than anyone would ever get....
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 1:00 pm
do you remember the JAMC?
and reading aloud from magazines?
i don't know about you, but i swear they could smell it on me
i've never been too good with secrets, no...
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