Oh, yes indeed.

Love SongYou fill me with music A low, desperate, vibrating melody In purples and reds That wells up in me but is trapped behind my lips Scrambled by my useless voice For I am not a singer.Love Song
You make me want to paint But painting's lost its magic and the colors are pale and powerless Compared to the feelings that pound against my inner walls &nb
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my website [link]
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~meggo-stock for stock photos!
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~meggo-stock for stock photos!
Interesting stuff here, I watch now.
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Momo: YOUR STEALING MY G-MEN!!!
HQ:NO!!! ...I've moved to stealing Mobsters . See!
Ex: I HAVE A SPONGE!!!! See!
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"Listen here you. I'll knock-a you down...BR-r-r-r-r-r-r-reak-a you down, into little cubes unless you comment my work!..........please? >^_^<
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*Meow!* (Peace) >^.^<
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