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Jul 04, 2007
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Hand Games
Each beat is just as important as the next.
Every moment is precious,
one hesitation can destroy everything.
Any moment lost
is lost forever,
never to be seen again.
Never can one truly appreciate the simplicity of things coming
until they are lost,
perhaps forever.
So hold fast to the moments
That you can play the game,
because the sounds of the games are crisp and clear
when you can play with a lover.
One cannot play alone, however,
Without another
you will only be hitting the emptiness around you,
the emptiness tearing
at your insides.
— bknybaby, Jul 04, 2007
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Rottiestyl
18 years 10 months ago
Hard hitting
bknybaby
18 years 10 months ago
Help : )
Rottiestyl
18 years 10 months ago
My suggestion
Lenny of Cohen
18 years 10 months ago
Again
bknybaby
18 years 10 months ago
Help : )
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