another one bites the dust......
what am i vile?!?!?!?!
they love me then leave me-
as though i were a toy that has lost its appeal
and every time they tell me they love me as they are walking away....
'cry for me at least one tear'
i am destined for a life of lonelyness
thank goodness for good friends
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atleast once in a while someone picks you up and plays with you (while us other toys collect dust)!!!
i should be cumin down to eugene soon.........