Title says it. I'll start of:
I SIT and play as life goes by questioning fate and asking why? Why do some draw a useless card? Some others lives are so easy against their ace we draw a three
What us it that makes living hard?- Not By Me
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Does ur light fram yer winder break? Or dur yur mornin moon beams shine rly brigt? Oh Julit oh Julit where u at tho?
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Roses are Red Violets are Blue Rubber is stretchy And your anus is too
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Roses are Red Violets are Blue Get ready for bed Cuz I'm coming for you
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Roses are red Violets are blue Bite the pillow I'm going in dry
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Roses are red Violets are blue Some poems rhyme This one doesn't
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Op is a fgt, yes he takes it up the ass, yay Op is a fgt. end
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Op, op, O O O O O O O, P IS A FGT
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Edited by SonacyOfTheHams: 2/28/2015 2:19:44 AM[spoiler]Never mind. [/spoiler]