

Fire and IceFire and IceFire and Ice
I am ice, crystaline perfection, But look beneath the surface, And I am cracked and broken. I will burn you, just as fire. I am ice for all these reasons, But as for the most important? When mixed with fire I melt, And the fire always dies out.
I am fire, burning hot, But look into my soul To find what keeps me going, For oxygen is always there My life, my love, my death For it will kill me, everytime No save, no safety, no life Without you


99 Stupid Songs99 Stupid Songs99 Stupid Songs
You and I in a grocery store Buy a bag of chocolates with the money weve got Eat them at the corner park Til one by one, they were gone Back at home, playing video games Flash the message epic fail Listening to the radio 99 stupid songs go by
99 stupid songs Playing on the radio Lame songs its all we hear Theres nothing here with something else The creativities dead and gone Closes up one dead ear Focusing on anywhere else 99 stupid songs go by
99 radio way, 99 artists meet To write, write supe


we are all strangers"if i were a stranger, i'd probably kill myself."we are all strangers
"what the fuck are you on about?"
"if i were a nobody. a ghost. an unknown. like the man who goes to the market everyday to get a brown bag full of his groceries, smiles and says thank you to the cashiers, and wears the same black trenchcoat. i wonder if he's dead..."
"is that where you were?"
"...but everyday, the cashier at that same, damned market rings him up but never sees his face. she never hears him say thank you, she just tells him to have a nice day. and he smiles and says he will, and she should too. but she doesn't fucking know, s
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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Spike: But I've never...been close. To anyone. Till last night. All I did was hold you, watch you sleep. And it was the best night of my life. So yeah, I'm terrified.
BUFFY: You don't have to be.
SPIKE: Were you there with me?
BUFFY: I was.
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Hello world! I love you.
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Spike: But I've never...been close. To anyone. Till last night. All I did was hold you, watch you sleep. And it was the best night of my life. So yeah, I'm terrified.
BUFFY: You don't have to be.
SPIKE: Were you there with me?
BUFFY: I was.
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Hello world! I love you.
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i was pulling out my heart so i could pin it to my sleeve
red hands
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Spike: But I've never...been close. To anyone. Till last night. All I did was hold you, watch you sleep. And it was the best night of my life. So yeah, I'm terrified.
BUFFY: You don't have to be.
SPIKE: Were you there with me?
BUFFY: I was.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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Spike: But I've never...been close. To anyone. Till last night. All I did was hold you, watch you sleep. And it was the best night of my life. So yeah, I'm terrified.
BUFFY: You don't have to be.
SPIKE: Were you there with me?
BUFFY: I was.
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With love,
*Gir-Gir
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Fly me away,
take me away,
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