When I Became Sad
this is a true story, of what happens when ppl are sad. and this happened with me, if some day u become unhappy, the same will happen to u u'll see, once this happened, that i went sad.
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Insomnia
Toss and turn No peace inside No place where my wild mind can hide I sit I stare I am not there And yet I can’t get anywhere Up Down Try to rest But deep inside I’m too depressed
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Twelve Sexual Perversions that Changed the World - A Review
This book, by Little-Frigging-In-The-Wold's only true celebrity, Lord Mervin (Luxuriant) Hairstylings, the presenter of TV's long running South Bonk and of In Our Tupping Shed on Radio 4, is a robust
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Let me
Let me lift your heart when you feel like crying Let me make you smile when you feel the world against you
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An Autobiographical Narrative and Various Versified Memories 1.
From the book "Luke the Drifter and the Secrets of Country".
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Bouzingo and Other Versified Remnants
From the book "Where the Halling Valley River Lies".
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Your Lethal Life and Other Versified Leftovers
From the book "Where the Halling Valley River Lies".
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Pigeon problems 4/5
William Parker, or ‘Old Willum’ as he was known in the village, was standing outside his carting business office looking up and down the road, waiting anxiously for his driver to arrive for work.
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Alfred and his dreams.
He was a little man, the kind who pretended not to notice people like you, and the smirks behind your smiles. When you came knocking, banging on his door, demanding payment. A simple,
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