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modern_love
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seriously moonlit
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walks_beside_me
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020903
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unhinged
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maybe in the beginning i was just a child, but in separate worlds we found the same evils. maybe it was separate drugs, separate loves, but you came back to me in the end. and you looked at me with some heavy need, i couldn't walk away. you left me with your heavy need and i couldn't walk away. you wanted a teddy bear, a different palm, and i should have walked away. but i loved you. you said you loved me. but it always comes down to, did you really know me, in the end. we all look for what we want to find. i threw so much away for you. regardless that it was things i should have thrown away long ago. give and take, heed and break. we found each other again when we needed it. does your need still exist? cause mine seems to have disintegrated.
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030524
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ClairE
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Typing, wires, sound waves; illusion can't cover the distance; my heart is confused.
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030524
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dries&hardens
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still holds to something archaic in the way that i always want to pay for you
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060329
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major tom
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it's not really work it's just the power to talk
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060330
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sirflaccid
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Like most everything in this society, love is disposable. It is something we throw around loosely. so eager... Instant satifaction, that's the craving. Love has become a commodity... a consumable... So willing to reach in, and take. "You can't have just one." Because, when it is over, we can throw it away, and move on to the next entertaining/interesting/exciting scenario.
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060331
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pete
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she slips in at five thirty in the morning and rolls out at eleven.
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060401
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emmi
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it depends on www.skype.com for maintenance.
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060401
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seriously moonlit
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gets me to the church_on_time
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080620
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e_o_i
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see: George Meredith
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080621
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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