emo i feel empty but y it seem that my dreams ar slashed and my hopes are trampled it seems nothing can bring me out of this loop tragedy then death over and over fist the girl then the death of my mentor then the falure then josh (johnny)
who knows what next con sidering the way i am going the next tregedy is yet to come soon by the death of some one very inportant knowing it, it will be me were can i turn the walls are fill of clipings from sports tho the o bits
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Duck Dodgers and the 24 1/2 century
The Sea Of And is gone from sight and the trees have subsided but the great mother road travles on before us what will it hold Who will we be met along the way not even the god above knows
Mr.M the man that shall be forgotten
Mr.M the man that shall be forgotten