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  • Artist Info: You can keep good memories of bestfriends forever, and forget the bad, but you cant keep good memories after breaking up with someone, only the bad.<br />
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    Frustarted Cuz I Can't Tell if it's Real Mad Cuz I Don't Know How U Feel Upset Cuz We Can't Make it Right Sad Cuz I need U Day & Night Angry Cuz U Won't Take my Hand Aggrivated Cuz U Don't Understand Dissapointed Cuz We Can't Be Together But Still... Will Love you 4-ever listen to her secrets, Take her out to dinner call her first, label her as yours understand her feelings tell her shes gorgeous. write her a song talk to her like a human being. Ask Her to Dance With you. never imagine life without her kiss her in the rain. Hold her Hand at anytime pass her love letters never forget her birthday tell her shes always right be her escape tell her you believe this is a fairytale give her gummy worms remember her favorite color hold her books in school give her hugs and kisses show her off to your friends hold her hand just because treat her like a star dream about her tell her shes super nifty say she has the key to your heart watch her walk home so shes safe play her favorite game have a song that reminds you of her kiss her on the forehead... dance together like retards stay together forever let love last. <br />
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    Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't and believe that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said that it'd be easy, they just promised it would be worth it. <br />
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    The meaning of victory The meaning of victory is not to defeat your enemy but to destroy him. to eradicate him from living memory. to crush him utterly his every achievement and remove from all record his every trace of existence. From that defeat no enemy can ever recover. that is the meaning of victory!! <br />
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    A dream:<br />
    I'm lost in a snowstorm. The wind shrieks, blows stinging sheets of snow into my eyes. I stagger through layers of shifting white. I call out for help but the wind drowns my cries. I fall and lie panting on the snow, lost in the white, the wind wailing in my ears. I watch the snow erase my fresh footprints. I'm a ghost now, I think, a ghost with no footprints. I cry out again, hope fading like my footprints. But this time a muffled reply. I shield my eyes and manage to sit up. Out of the swaying curtains of snow, I catch a glimpse of movement, a furry of color. A familiar shape materializes. A hand reaches out for me. I see deep parallel gashes across the palm, blood dripping, staining the snow. I take the hand and suddenly the snow is gone. We're standing in a field of apple green grass with soft wisps of clouds drifting above. I look up and see the clesr sky is filled with kites, green, yellow, red, orange. They shimmer in the afternoon light.
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