You have just lost the game.
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The LullabyLonely notes through midnight skies As parents count their sheep Why, oh why? The children cry I don't wanna go to sleepThe Lullaby
Of course as tears run dry And monsters start to creep They hear a soothing lullaby And gently drift to sleep


Broken PromisesIm in kindergarten And I found a friend You made a promise To play with me always But you didnt You made other friends And I was left outBroken Promises
Im in fifth grade And I found a dog I made him promise To stay with me always But he didnt Because moms allergic And I was alone
Im in eighth grade And I found love He made a promise To stay with me forever But he didnt Because Angies prettier And I was upset
Im in twelfth grade And I got a boyfriend &nb


Amber Outsider Part 2I ambled slowly up the stairs, while Eirian marched in a strict manner. Regrettably, we shared a room, so it could almost never get away from her. It was most likely a subtle attempt by my parents to keep me from sneaking out at night, but it really didnt work. Too bad for them Eirian was a very heavy sleeper. Why are you such a suck-up? I asked Eirian nonchalantly as we were changing into our nightclothes. I was just trying to break the silence that usually hung between us. Her delicate features contorted with instant fury. Look at your wrists! If you go about your chores and instructions politely, being cAmber Outsider Part 2
| Weeellll... I like lots of things, including the Legend of Zelda, Wicked, Naruto, Total Drama Island, purple... and some other stuff I can't think of at the moment. |
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[link] I'm Butler Grell in the deviantART Kuroshitsuji Group!
"I said no to drugs, but they just wont listen!"
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Militares Sans Frontires-An Army Without Borders
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Children aren't happy with nothing to ignore,
And that's what parents were created for.
-Ogden Nash
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Militares Sans Frontires-An Army Without Borders
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Children aren't happy with nothing to ignore,
And that's what parents were created for.
-Ogden Nash
you are a craker. stale and crusty and old. no one ever liked you.
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