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May 28, 2004
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Trust is a hard thing to repair once damaged.When you keep damaging my trust, it is time to let you go. Three chances are all deserved, no more. All I feel for the repeat offender is an overwhelming hatred.
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I am the immortal being that walks amoung you, yet goes unseen.
Don't get on my bad side...I tend to bite.....
"There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved."George Sand
My hair is four colors and I only used one bottle of dye...
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Belladonna doesn't know
What to think or where to go
Who can teach her, who can tell
Where is heaven, where is hell
Wander blindly, hold your breath
Belladonna walks toward death
Belladonna, poisons Mistress
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I am the immortal being that walks amoung you, yet goes unseen.
Don't get on my bad side...I tend to bite.....
"There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved."George Sand
My hair is four colors and I only used one bottle of dye...
--
Belladonna doesn't know
What to think or where to go
Who can teach her, who can tell
Where is heaven, where is hell
Wander blindly, hold your breath
Belladonna walks toward death
Belladonna, poisons Mistress
--
I am the immortal being that walks amoung you, yet goes unseen.
Don't get on my bad side...I tend to bite.....
"There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved."George Sand
My hair is four colors and I only used one bottle of dye...
--
Belladonna doesn't know
What to think or where to go
Who can teach her, who can tell
Where is heaven, where is hell
Wander blindly, hold your breath
Belladonna walks toward death
Belladonna, poisons Mistress
--
I am the immortal being that walks amoung you, yet goes unseen.
Don't get on my bad side...I tend to bite.....
"There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved."George Sand
My hair is four colors and I only used one bottle of dye...
--
Belladonna doesn't know
What to think or where to go
Who can teach her, who can tell
Where is heaven, where is hell
Wander blindly, hold your breath
Belladonna walks toward death
Belladonna, poisons Mistress
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