

Lock and Key.I cannot sing to you in key, Of clichés and clichés still to be, I cannot word as I have dreamt, Of images and what they've meant.Lock and Key.
Though I understand with heart and soul, That though times change, As seasons do, And what grows old replaced by what is new,
That I am content, with being the past to you. Lack of blame, For how things may change, Should not concern those who, Were once so close, now torn apart. Knowing that, They've made imprint on such a decent heart.
A child might rave, Or shout or sob, B
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MY MAIN ACCOUNT -> *Busoni
This account is dead; but I comment with it when I accidentally log in. xD
Thanks for the watch hun^^.
-Kimmie
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I have moved to =Celestial-Heaven
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Life is a huge canvas where you paint your most wonderous dreams on... [link] deviantART, its like myspace but without the rapists
The best thing about being an artist is that you don't have to grow up to be one.
Spread the dA love and copy this at a Random Deviant's page
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Redheads not warheads, blondes not bombs
We're talkin' about brunettes not fighter jets
It's got to be Sweet 16's not M-16's
When will the governments realize it's got to be funky sexy ladies?
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