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|Author: Finn McKool||Added: Apr 15 2003||Views/Reads: 1711/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A blast from the past dug up and dusted off for you fine readers out there.|
Caffeine Nicotine Adrenaline Sex Red meat Loud beat Gotta love Excess Good friends Bad ends We never learn To rest In the end My friend You rest When you're dead Burnt out Scream and shout Don't even know why Wax wings Bees stings Forgot how to fly Too high To fly We burnt out Our wings Love hurts No shit Love What it brings What's that It's a trap Yeah, you're Hurt Again Don't cry Just try Get up Again Tweet
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