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Created:
11/10 2007
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126
Category:
Lyric
My Poems
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Lost in Thought |
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Meaning |
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I Will |
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In all Essence |
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VISION |
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WHY |
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Inside |
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Tears of a Broken Soul |
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Never Again |
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its a Rhyme |
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Phase 1 |
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bullet for a thought |
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The Lords PUB Prayer |
The Lords PUB Prayer
Our Larger whom ar in barrels,
hallowed be thy drink.
Thy will be drunk, at home as in Tavern.
Give us this day our foamy head,
and forgive us our spillages, as we for give those
who spill against us.
And lead us not to incarceration but deliver us from hangovers.
For Thine is the bee, the bitter and larger for ever and ever
BARMEN
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