The Irony of Poets,and BeggarsMeaning is sometimes hard to spot. It's hiding in the rearview mirror the first night you sneak out, and all you can focus on is the house behind you, that isn't really your home anymore. It's in the air you hold onto when you're walking with your best friend, and your feet are sore, but you're still laughing. There's a time in our lives when we are golden.The Irony of Poets,and Beggars
And the trust slowly falls from the bone And our honesty evaporates, but as quickly showers us until we're soaked. And we drive to escape what we think is holding us down, but truthfully just want something new. But when will we
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Save the whales. Collect the whole set.
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Merry christmas and a happy new year
An infinite amount of holiday cheer
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and Morgen made a new word... accountsa...
EEE! You need to come to the Ren Fest soon so you can make friends with the muuuuuuteee!
He's so freeekin adorable!
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