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  • Kyra
    Disappointed Idealist
    • 24/10/05
    • 22455

    #6586
    Tetragona.
    I'm laying down, eating snow
    My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
    On a bed of spider web
    I think of how to change myself

    A lot of hope in a one man tent
    There's no room for innocence
    So take me home before the storm
    Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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    • anonima01

      #6587
      incostante

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      • Revenge

        #6588
        Collegata.

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        • Kyra
          Disappointed Idealist
          • 24/10/05
          • 22455

          #6589
          Marziale.
          I'm laying down, eating snow
          My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
          On a bed of spider web
          I think of how to change myself

          A lot of hope in a one man tent
          There's no room for innocence
          So take me home before the storm
          Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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          • anonima01

            #6590
            Monade ?

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            • Kyra
              Disappointed Idealist
              • 24/10/05
              • 22455

              #6591
              Curiosa.
              I'm laying down, eating snow
              My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
              On a bed of spider web
              I think of how to change myself

              A lot of hope in a one man tent
              There's no room for innocence
              So take me home before the storm
              Velvet mites will keep us warm.

              Comment

              • anonima01

                #6592
                schivo

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                • Kyra
                  Disappointed Idealist
                  • 24/10/05
                  • 22455

                  #6593
                  Pusillanime.
                  I'm laying down, eating snow
                  My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                  On a bed of spider web
                  I think of how to change myself

                  A lot of hope in a one man tent
                  There's no room for innocence
                  So take me home before the storm
                  Velvet mites will keep us warm.

                  Comment

                  • Grudge
                    • 04/01/07
                    • 10641

                    #6594
                    ameno
                    Mother, did it need to be so high?

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                    • anonima01

                      #6595
                      cappellone

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                      • Kyra
                        Disappointed Idealist
                        • 24/10/05
                        • 22455

                        #6596
                        Irrequieta.
                        I'm laying down, eating snow
                        My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                        On a bed of spider web
                        I think of how to change myself

                        A lot of hope in a one man tent
                        There's no room for innocence
                        So take me home before the storm
                        Velvet mites will keep us warm.

                        Comment

                        • anonima01

                          #6597
                          Acuto !

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                          • Kyra
                            Disappointed Idealist
                            • 24/10/05
                            • 22455

                            #6598
                            Banale.
                            I'm laying down, eating snow
                            My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                            On a bed of spider web
                            I think of how to change myself

                            A lot of hope in a one man tent
                            There's no room for innocence
                            So take me home before the storm
                            Velvet mites will keep us warm.

                            Comment

                            • crepuscolo
                              Opinionista
                              • 08/10/07
                              • 24570

                              #6599
                              comune

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                              • Kyra
                                Disappointed Idealist
                                • 24/10/05
                                • 22455

                                #6600
                                Infantile.
                                I'm laying down, eating snow
                                My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                                On a bed of spider web
                                I think of how to change myself

                                A lot of hope in a one man tent
                                There's no room for innocence
                                So take me home before the storm
                                Velvet mites will keep us warm.

                                Comment

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