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Wednesday, August 15, 2007
quarrell

Quarrell
this stink... everytime like that.. don't know what they want.. for nothing just scold here and there... yesterday quarrell with both my father and mother...


1:01 PM

SHEEPIE
Chilton is my name.
things that i love hate and wish is all in my mind.
as i am the boy with secrets,
the boy who fear loneliness.
hold me tight or i might slip away,
into the darkness beneath.
listen to the song,
and feel me before the darkness do.
play around with the sheep on top :)


BAA!



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