Listen, Peep. Don't you worry. Peoplekind be with you all the way. I say farewell now, Peep, OK. If we hurry we might just save our day. Give them a piece of your peace of mind.
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Sparkle Lipstick. . Oh God, it's got to be time for this. Moving close for that very first kiss. . Your sparkle lipstick. Your sparkle lipstick. Your sparkle lipstick.
As I proclaim life, everything I for breaks. My inside flooding, it detonates. Me and my frustration, we know each other too well. A solid core creating this bleeding, suffering leads me, now.
Conclusion. There is a certain social process which is known and very visible but perhaps not acknowledged as much as it should be. It is that one where a new idea or an old one in new form, is accepted by a minority, while the majority is shouting treason, rubbish, cook, communist, anarchist, capitalist, or whatever is a term of abuse valued by that society--infringer--and they develop this idea, at first probably in secrecy or semi-secrecy, and then more and more visible, with more and more support until, guess what? What? This seditious and impossible wrong-headed idea, becomes what is known as... what? ...received opinion and is loved and valued... what? ...by the majority. What? What?.
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As the life goes on as usual, a three feet wall restrains. 7 inches cut, not the first and certainly not the last. A killer full of adrenaline. Tormenting its victim for hours till it has drawn its last breath.
And when you left your diary. I took the opportunity. To make a brief enquiry. About a name I could see. But when I dialled his number. To ask if he'd spent the night alone.
Through the turnstile, concrete jungle, sterile habitat of iron.. Symbol of brutality like supermarkets, missile silos.. Man puts up more barriers, creates his world, denies another..
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And when you said: "I've got nothing on beneath this dress", that was such great flirting!. I usually find such candidness sort of disconcerting. But you said: "I don't wear underwear because it leaves a stripe.
Come on, let's play a little game shall we. Of course you want,. You have no choice. I play death and you can play alive. I make your sins I think your thoughts,.
Let's face it lads, you're really crap!. But you're exciting to watch, I'll give you that. Not for a wage, not for fame. Not for directors. For the love of the game.
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The plantations in ex-colonial governmant land where 'Empire Made' had given way, with the years, to the more subtle multinational approach.. Now look, first we forget the tueweekie beans and scrap these little plots here. And we can take a road right through and start planting sugar cane all the way up to that hillside..
And what she gets she doesn't want. And what she gets she doesn't want. . We swam across the bay. A single plane flew across the sky. Then we lay on our backs and made pictures with the clouds.
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Business bought the athletes out. With gold medals and role models. Drugs and media and national pride. Why join in when you can watch it on tv?. So out of the stadiums!.
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