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crush_my_dreams
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nah....!
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crush my dreams knock them down, beat them make them bleed and suffer rip them apart, cut them left and right. scatter them around on cold cement and then walk all over the remains don't rush them to the hospital to recover, don't bandage them up just crush them. crush them to bits crush them like you crushed me it's about time i give up wanting you you've made it clear you're soaring, flying, floating, while i just bury my wishes deep in dirt.
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020310
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gull
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you have to have something to live for, something to believe in and pin your hopes on. you have to dream. that's not a bad thing. the bad thing is the downside to all that optimism that your dream creates. it's a kick in the arse. swings and roundabouts. swings and roundabouts. but, if you love it as much as you say you do, you'll bite your lip and take the lows, because you know that the highs far outweigh the lows anyday at the end of the day.
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splash of orange
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boredom dripping from his fingertips as he melodically pretends to suck up my words, the bitter lollipop dreams he cannot really manage. and ants crawling crawling crawling crystallizing nobody's future dashing through dirt organized by bricks made of glass
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020929
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ants
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are we crawling or dashing, ms. orange?
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020929
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splash of orange
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*both*.
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020929
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another ant
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isn't that a contradiction?`
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020929
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splash of orange
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exactly.
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020929
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spider from mars
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antie, you just typed a thingamajig! pshaw!
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020929
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another ant
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spider, will you be my friend? it's awfully lonely here in the dirt.
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020929
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spider from mars
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yesh. i shall take you to the room_of_eep and we can bask in eepness together.
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020929
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~gez~
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just say no
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020930
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Torch
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wait you can't its already been done
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020930
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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