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said one cowboy to another, think it would be nice

if we could take these injuns and convert them all to christ

they are all disgusting, and bringing me great pain

and if they don't believe me we'll put a bullet in their brain

 

west or bust, in god we trust

let's rape, let's kill, let's steal

we can almost justify anything we feel

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my acne is just too ridiculously bad. foundation 4ever. :/

 

it's just not fair. my head is too big. my eyes are too squinty. my body is built too large for any female to be built. i'm like a fricking giant. i can't be any smaller. i could lose fat, but my hips would be just as wide; i'd be just as muscular.

 

i hate my body; i hate my face. i hate everything.

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For some strange reason I was just thinking about giant Trojan Horses being wheeled into various parts of London, then unexpectedly all these riot police popping a down a ramp and storming out into the streets. I suppose trying to make light of difficult circumstances just past, not to damper down the seriousness of the moment any.

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i have been scarred so deep by life and cold despair

and brittle bones were broken far beyond repair

i have leveled lies so deep, the truth may never find

and inside my faithless heart i stole things never mine

 

if mercy falls upon the broken and the poor

dear father i will see you there on distant shores~

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And off of the blocks, i was headstrong and proud

at the front of the line, for the card-carrying, highbrowed

with both eyes fastened tight yet unscarred from the fight

running at full tilt, my sword pulled from its hilt

it's funny how these things can slip away, our frail deeds, the last will wave goodbye

it's funny how the hope will bleed away, the citadels we build and fortify

goodbye

 

night came and i broke my stride, i swallowed hard, but never cried

when grace was easy to forget, i'd denounce the hypocrites

casting first stones, killing my own

you would unscale my blind eyes, and I stood battered, but more wise

fighting to accelerate, shaking free from crippling weight

with resilience unsurpassed i clawed my way to you at last

and on my knees, i wept at your feet

i finally believed, that you still loved me~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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