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And that is when you're truly goneby Celticjedi 53 lines, 7 comments, on Aug 15 11:11 AM 2008. In Angst, Pain, Thoughts, City Life, Loneliness.
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Midnights darkest amber,by Rose-Quartz 22 lines, 3 comments, on Jun 28 4:50 PM 2008. In Thoughts, City Life, Other, Creative
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About the hyper-buzz of city life- it's insanity and it's joys
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For in the night, the label's peeling
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revised 5--headwind, slow
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