We can all see the deadSometimes I forget how many people died, And it makes me wonder why...We can all see the dead
A pain that numbs all other feeling A pain that only leaves me reeling. I seek refuge in broken dreaming It's a sweet pain I don't want healing...
But it's why we're alive today. crumbling graves that pave our way... Beneath our feet we feel their names. And you know they'll never go away...
And in my dreams I trace those faces, And it's their smiles my finger traces...
With Snowflakes in her HairIt's getting cold, You can see she's getting old Her breath is crystalising in the air She needs a sanctuary, From her past memories And you can see the snowflakes in her hairWith Snowflakes in her Hair
And from the warm, you can see the coming storm, And I know you want to answer her call She's getting frail, She stumbles on the trail, But you can't help, 'till she knocks on your door
She can't see your light, She struggles through the night, She won't reach you untill the time is right You want to give her shelter From the possessing weather, But will i
I know, I know...I know it's wrong for me to say I Know Your Pain, I know it's wrong for me to say A day like this won't everI know, I know...
come again
I know I cant say what it is You Need To Hear I know whatever I do won't
Help to take away any of
Your fears
I know my touch hasn't the pow'r To Help You Heal I know my presence doesn't change The way about me that I know You feel
And I don't know why you never Tell me anything And I know that smile you give me Isn't done in thought of more Hopeful things
Maybe it isn't you I
Remmie's BriefcaseLight poured in on them in the early hours of the next day, it shone down upon them like headlights upon a felled tree, the twilight brightness trying to pull them up through persistence alone. Yet it wasn't the light that finally compelled them to rise and peel the sheets away, but the eventual breaking up of the light by the constant movement of feet from outside the basement window, a sign of an alive city, as alert as the doped hipsters that had swaggered through these streets only hours previously in the bleary-neoned nights, Their time. The first figure to be aware of in the room is that of Remmie, notRemmie's Briefcase
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James Appleton || February 1988 - November 2005
Aaron Brown || August 1986 - February 2006
Steve Irwin || February 1962 - September 2006
Mary Karen Read || January 1988 - April 2007
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"I'm doing this for myself"
where will it end...
you're still using the avatar I made for you!
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It's mainly the first reason, though
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"I'm doing this for myself"
where will it end...
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Keeping you safe from Space Invaders since 1987.
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Member of the Knights who say Ecky-ecky-ecky-ecky-Pf'tang, Zzoo-Boing, gdgdbaaoizen!
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Sorry I left so fast yesterday, I realy need broadband as it seems the lack of people using the old-type gives the providers an excuse to do a lousy job of it...
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"I'm doing this for myself"
where will it end...
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Keeping you safe from Space Invaders since 1987.
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Member of the Knights who say Ecky-ecky-ecky-ecky-Pf'tang, Zzoo-Boing, gdgdbaaoizen!
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