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doors
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sillyelly
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open and close with the changing times. they don't wait for you to make up your mind. the doors slam as quickly as others open. it is too late, they lock behind me and i have lost the key.
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990505
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josie
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Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift. When the door of happiness closes, another opens, but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don’t see the one which has been opened for us.
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000626
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mad mojo risin bird
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wake before dawn put my boots on
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000626
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moonshine
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Jim Morrisons Plastered all over my wall
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000626
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silentbob
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jim morrisons plastered, all over the place, every night, what are you talking about? mouhahaha
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001125
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lovers lament
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mr. mojo risin'
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001125
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Barrett
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What have they done to the Earth? What have they done to our poor sister?
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001125
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gwyllynne
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once I had a little game I liked to crawl back in my brain. I think you know the game I mean. I mean the game called go insane. now you should try this little game. Just close your eyes, forget your name, forget the world, forget the people, and we'll erect a different steeple -Jim
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001125
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Fly
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The fog rises and i find myself in a heep of chaos. Finding my way throw the heart ache and discomfort is harder than i thought. Banging into every door as the fog lifts. What can i open so many doors at the same time? I can only walk into one
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001125
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dead cats; dead rats
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"mother?" "yes, son?" "i want to kill you."
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001125
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Katie Rose
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there are so many doors around us, that they are sometimes hard to see.. That's why it's very important to make sure you find the right one to open.
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001126
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meet again
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the time you ran was too insane
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001126
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Barrett
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Damnit, I know this! What's the next line?
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001126
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god waiting for the sun
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we'll meet again, we'll meet again.
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001127
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Thom
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Doors on the rudders of big ships We are revolving doors There are doors that open by themselves There are sliding doors And there are secret doors There are doors that lock And doors that don't There are doors that let you in And out But never open But they are trapdoors That you can't come back from
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020402
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Casey
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Well, I suppose I can't say goodnight without saluting Jim. Good night Jim, I luv ya.
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020402
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cheer-up-emo-kid
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I wanna be, wanna be, wanna, be Jim Morrison.
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020727
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phil
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today
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020729
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nomatter
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people are strange
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030916
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andthen
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tonight I'm writing things on boiled eggs to place in front of people's doors. like: modern bombs don't tick. neither does this egg. do you think you should be worried?
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031023
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The Crystal Ship....
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I Would, Like To Have Another Kiss.
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040808
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Myrrdin
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www.myspace.com/myrrdinscoven
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060922
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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