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Hi guys. I won't be on until late Sunday/Early monday, I'm going back home after 6 months in college. Don't mess around a lot, and don
 
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Haven't been here in a while. Busy at uni/writing music/attempting to get a band together. Haven't written lyrics for a while either. How's things with you?
 
I don't really understand how a mouse can kill AIM, but I'll just listen and think it's because the mouse was straight and AIM is homo.

By the way, S&Lers, I always wondered what your age was? A lot of people here right amazingly and are really young, other's write like crap and are very old. And the rest have no salvation.

18 years old, Highschool senior. :)
 
cliched funeral poem for Jason101

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their worRAB had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeRAB might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


*plays Angels by Robbie Williams

*21 gun salute

*Bagpipes are played
 
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