Espy
Wanderer
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#5101
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I never said they were. I meant the rations hoarding.
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
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Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 01-04-2012, 03:57 AM
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