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my_love_is_a_flame_that_burns_in_your_name
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sting
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we'll be together tonight
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011004
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eric clapton
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let me play with you! please? i promise not to steal your wife like i did to george harrison.
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011004
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sting
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okay, eric. I could use you for some duets I just wrote. give me a call and we'll have tea in the sahara!
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011004
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eric clapton
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sounds great! i'll be giving you a ring just as soon as i get over what a lousy single "my father's eyes" was. man, that sucked.
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011004
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sting
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yes, yes, eric.....but you mustn't forget all of your wondrous songs from the years past. my best to you always. call anytime.
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011004
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sting
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eric? where did you go? i'm oh so_lonely.....
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011122
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eric clapton
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sorry. i've been trying to write something like "layla". i came up with a tune called "kayla", but it just sounds too much like a rehash. man. i gotta rediscover that creative fire that used to burn deep within my belly. how about that tea, then? i think i could use a daytrip.
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011122
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sting
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oh eric, i am truly sorry to hear that you have been having such trouble. tea we shall have! you pick the day. but it *must* be in the sahara, okay friend?
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011122
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eric clapton
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sure thing. how does sunday look for you? that's always a fine day to sit back, relax and take stock of the week that's passed.
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011122
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sting
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yes, sunday is quite a splendid day, though i must admit i have a thing for wednesdays. what do you say, friend?
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011122
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eric clapton
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wednesday it is. you shall know me by the cut of my clothes and the smell of my cologne.
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011122
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sting
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mmmm! you wear cologne, clapton? why, that's simply wonderful! do tell: what kind? i actually wear cologne as well, but mine shall be kept a secret.
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011122
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eric clapton
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i like to alternate colognes to keep things interesting. currently, i'm sporting aqua di gio by armani. however (and here's my dirty secret), i sometimes like to wear...fragrances for women! i'm so ashamed. please promise me you won't tell anyone.
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011122
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sting
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eric!!!!! oh my, oh my. don't be ashamed! hahaha... incidentally, i find aqua di gio to be an extraordinary scent.
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011122
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sting
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ps. i promise not to tell anyone. : )
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011122
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eric clapton
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thank you. i know for a fact that pete townshend would never look at me the same way again if he found out.
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011122
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sting
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but, my friend: who matters more? me or pete?
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011122
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eric clapton
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haha! point taken. besides, not just anyone can sing "dee-yo, dee-yeah, dee-yeah-yo" with panache.
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011123
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eric clapton
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so what time should i meet you tomorrow?
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011127
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sting
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oh my bloody god! i forgot it was tomorrow! high noon.
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011127
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sting
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eric! you didn't show. what happened? :*(
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011201
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sting
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*sobs*
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011205
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ClairE
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and you spit on me to put me out. I_love_Sundays too.
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011205
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sting
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I am so dead_sexy.
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011207
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this is true.
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everyone knows that, sting dear.
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011207
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sting
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where in bloody hell *are* you, eric?
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011209
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eric clapton
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sorry. i_almost_died.
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011209
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sting
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no!!!!!!!!! i've missed you, eric. i've missed you terribly. please, talk to me.
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011209
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eric clapton
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sure. what's on your mind?
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011209
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sting
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*you're* on my mind, eric. i miss you. you ditched me in the sahara. :*{
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011209
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eric clapton
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sorry about that. as i said, i had a bit of a near-death experience. it's a long story involving crystal meth, peroxide and a croissant. so that had me sidelined for a while. but i'm free now...
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011209
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sting
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oh dear. i shall cry for you now! SERIOUSLY. i am deeply saddened, my darling. now shall we make some plans for the upcoming week? i'm glad you are alive.
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011209
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sting
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please, don't go away again. talk, darling.
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011210
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eric clapton
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okay. well, tea in the sahara fell through. what do you feel like doing?
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011210
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sting
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if i told you what i felt like doing, i might just get arrested. okay fine, i'll tell you. tantric sex with a certain person on blather. but since that has nothing to do with you, i shall cease with that talk. should we try going to the sahara again, darling? i'd much like that.
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011210
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silentbob
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for the first time heaven seemed insane cuz heaven is to blame for taking you away do you know the way that i go do you know th eway that i cant lose do you know the things that i know do you know the the things that i can't lose where is your heart? where is your heart gone to? tear me apart... tear me apart from you.
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011211
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sting
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get out of my room, bobby! :*( just joking, darling.
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011211
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demolition bird
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i'm a walking nightmare, but that's another tune.
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011211
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eric clapton
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*faints*
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011211
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sting
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*revives eric*
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011211
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sting
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eric! eric! i've got an idea! let's do a remake of your 70s classic "bell bottom blues"!!! that's a favourite of mine, and i'd be absolutely *delighted* to sing it with you! (i'll play bass for you, too!) so - what do you think?
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011211
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Effingham Fish
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Zippo.
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011212
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eric clapton
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i think that's quite a good idea. i'd be up for that. your home studio or mine?
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011212
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sting
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hm....mine, darling.....if that's alright. how are you recovering from your near-death experience?
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011212
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eric clapton
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i'm convalescing, but it's slow going. the slightest thing can make me faint (like the mention of tantric sex, as you saw above). i think i've still got a little of the peroxide/meth mixture in my system.
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011212
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sting
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oh dear. well then, we'll have to be careful with you in the studio. i am quite glad you're still willing to record with me given your current state. thank you. what day shall we meet?
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011212
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eric clapton
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i'm free just about any day. how's your weekend looking?
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011212
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sting
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my weekend is pretty open, actually. let's do tea on saturday afternoon, and then head into the studio in the evening. i'll tell trudie i can't have our tantric sex that night.
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011212
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sting
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i think she'll be really disappointed, but maybe stewart_copeland can come visit her and keep her busy. :o! did i just say that? oh dear.
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011212
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eric clapton
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*enters sheepishly with coffee mug and guitar in hand*
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011215
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sting
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*smiles at you and begins to play bass and sing harmonies on 'bell bottom blues'*
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011215
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sting
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eric, i saw you on telly last night and smiled. how have you been since the last time we met?
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020110
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sting
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eric? where are you hiding? *sobs*
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020113
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eric clapton
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i've been hiding beneath a haze of drugs. old habits seem to have caught up with me again. "bloody shyte" seems to be all i say now. paper comes. "bloody shyte". stub my toe. "bloody shyte". drugs run out. "bloody shyte". discovering i've been neglecting you, one of my dearest friends...that deserves a very big "bloody shyte". ugh. i need melbatoast.
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020113
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sting
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oh_dear! *cries hysterically* i shall sing for you! i shall send you a very special cd! how would you like that, darling?
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020113
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sting
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eric, i've been ringing you all night. where have you been hiding?
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020118
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sting
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*sobs* i'm so_lonely, eric!
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020122
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sting
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eric, i fear you've forgotten me completely this time.
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020205
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la triste
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now, this is a pretty longwinded pointless saga if i ever heard one. ah, but how i do do love the stalker in sting.
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020206
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sting
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come back to me, eric, or i'll send trudie after you.
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020217
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eric clapton
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good god!!! *is slightly shaken out of a coke-induced stupor*
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020218
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good people
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i love pat sajack
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020219
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indie.chickadee
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the way he makes me feel...is so indescribable. when I had tears in my eyes and he looked at me with those sad sad eyes...even though I couldn't completely forget about my problems, I didn't care about them anymore. he let me know that at least *someone* loved me, and that means so much to me. I love you, Boy With No Name! (okay, he has a name, but I probably shouldn't say it here)
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020508
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sting
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another night finds me alone
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020830
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sting
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i can't believe eric would ignore me for this long. i am so_lonely and he doth not care at all.
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020929
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sting
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de do do do
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021014
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june
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he will never care and it is no longer anticipated that he will care so sad, but reality scars after it bites
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040120
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june
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why does he always want coffee in the desert, why not tea in the rainforest?
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040120
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eric clapton.
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i've often wondered about that myself. i suppose we all have our quirks. i mean, i used to have a thing for that neo geo system, but that was around for about fifteen seconds. i used to have soul. *starts singing* danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are falling...
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040120
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Bespeckled
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My love is not so desperate or passionate to state this as truth. But it is sweet, and it is true, and it is slow and loyal and absolutely real. It is a river, and you, my dear, are the end of the world.
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041215
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dipperwell
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har har har
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051015
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a thimble in time
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and the beat of your heart is the rhythm of my soul
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051020
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a thimble in time
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and the beat of your heart is the rhythm of my soul
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051020
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SleepieCloud
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goddamn you.
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080705
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eric clapton
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do you ever visit the sahara and think of me, old friend? i sometimes find myself driving there without even noticing what i'm doing, filling an empty teacup with sand, hoping someday i might find you there. i'm sorry to have made you feel like i didn't care. it wasn't intentional. i've always been something of a vagabond. i'm going to throw "dream of the blue turtles" on the turntable and remember the good times. i hope you're well.
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121212
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sting of remorse
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Oh I know i don't belong in heaven either big man. Thank you so much. F/F
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121213
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
from
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