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 Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:41 am
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And when she gets there she knows if the stores are closed
With a word she can get what she came for
Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:42 am
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:42 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:42 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:42 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:42 am
*sigh* I wonder if we could keep track of who's been loyal to this contest, so the seagulls don't win
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:43 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:43 am
The time has gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:43 am
Narcissistic Literature DumberDan Is it stoopid in here...
Do you wanna know why it's going slow? It's cause as soon as we ge to like page 248 or 249, when everyone starts flooding in! And all the while shouting, "Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine!"
...or is it just me? She lay down on the grass,
Looking up at the sky,
thinking, it’s all she can do.
If she disappeared she would not be missed.
She will be gone just like everyone else.
Getting up from the grass,
she walks on the sand,
looking outward towards the sea.
She walks into the water high up above her knees.
~~~♥~~~♥ Narc Lit ♥~~~♥~~~
It could also be because people have daily lives, like jobs, and that some are distracted by other parts of Gaia. I've been lurking because there weren't many interesting conversations going on and comedy central is distracting me. And it's not that slow. I've been trying to catch up it goes up by three pages in five to ten minutes, the times when I'm watching comedy central.
~~~♥~~~♥ Narc Lit ♥~~~♥~~~
The waves softly hit her legs.
She looks at the sunset and its yellow-red hues
she walks into the sea, farther and farther,
opening her arms towards the wave.
The water is high up to her hips.
The wave comes towards her.
She looks at the wave with her arms stretched out;
the water starts to rage, the wave hits her body hard.
Then the water calms down. The water recedes,
then darkness falls, and all goes dark.
The sun goes down and the day is done.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:43 am
Once upon a time...
Bump! ^^ The end.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:44 am
HaloOfShamballa *sigh* I wonder if we could keep track of who's been loyal to this contest, so the seagulls don't win maybe there should be a rule for it? idk ...
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:44 am
HaloOfShamballa *sigh* I wonder if we could keep track of who's been loyal to this contest, so the seagulls don't win I wonder if installing a number of posts in the thread requirement before winning would work Home, home again I like to be here when I can
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:44 am
Frabrabra..
I really should switch music... X_x;
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:44 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 11:44 am
what would you guys do with 1 mil
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