

It's UsBewildered Is the sense. Words cannot describe.It's Us
Nothing simply, Nothing Simple. It's Us.
You, who caused me so much pain. You, whom I loved so dear. You, who's heart had captured mine, year after painful year.
Nothing Simple. Nothing true. It's Us. Me and You.
We are no more. Yet, so much more. What happens to us now? Take the plunge and yet again Together, should we vow?
Nothing Simple. Nothing right. As we connect far into night. It's Us.
Day after day
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Old Man: "Er hat die perfeckte Nase!"
Bill: "Ich glaube nicht..."
Old Man: "Er Lugt!"
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I'm so busy I don't know if I just found a rope or lost my horse...
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I'm so busy I don't know if I just found a rope or lost my horse...
:iconskyandnatureclub:
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...Under Construction...
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The artist is not a different kind of person, but every person is a different kind of artist.
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...Under Construction...
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The artist is not a different kind of person, but every person is a different kind of artist.
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uhh too much calculus!
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