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Last Login: 12/19/2010 8:11 pm
Registered: 03/01/2006
Gender: Female
Location: north...where it is cold...
She stares at the moon
Her ribbons out of tune
Memories of the past
At the bottom of her glass
And resting on her cheek
The imprint of his ring
A symbol of the weak
Commissioned by the king
De he tie you down?
Did you make a sound?
She falls to her knees
Screaming God please
Make something of me
Cause I never wanted anything like what I wanna be right now
An angel again
An angel again somehow
- Drake Bell
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