

A Withered RoseA withered rose, Between the pages, Of book without a name.A Withered Rose
A little thing, A dead thing, That once had held lifes flame.
A sad flower, Of sickly pink, That once held vibrant colour.
A dream that was, A special thing, That through the years grew duller.
A tiny hope, For something new, Sprung fresh from winter snow.
Perhaps it was, Or maybe not, We may not ever know.
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Lurve,
Brandi
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Life is like a hurricane, here in DUCK world. Race cars, lasers, airplanes, ITS A DUCK WORLD! Life is a mystery, Let's rewrite history! DUCK TALES! WOO OOO!
Cheers,
Mimi
ps. i have a facebook now! look me up
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Life is like a hurricane, here in DUCK world. Race cars, lasers, airplanes, ITS A DUCK WORLD! Life is a mystery, Let's rewrite history! DUCK TALES! WOO OOO!
How was Kieth's wedding, btw? No-one's told me anything, and I haven't seen any pictures yet!
my last name is lin and the pic is of me. just to let you know, i dont go on much.
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Life is like a hurricane, here in DUCK world. Race cars, lasers, airplanes, ITS A DUCK WORLD! Life is a mystery, Let's rewrite history! DUCK TALES! WOO OOO!
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Join The Official Manion Society - [link] [link]
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"Art that has to be in a gallery to be art isn't art." --- Billy Childish and Charles Thomson, The Stuckists
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