03-02-2002, 02:15
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Life that owns me, in every way
Their gods, their means, supremacy Recalls my truth, what's never in vain My name shall never be spoken again The past is the future, what they sell A dank, shallow path to follow That might end up in a Pagan hell Yet fearies promise different snow In every night, we dance to them Below their might, we sacrifice Remember the grill means of father, And the twig that killed his son. She cried, and died, she waved away, Her lover on that burning ship To my place, my lord, comes to be Faretheewell, I'll die with thee My cries roamed a million years, My tears are the wounds, that kept the fight My strength, divine, comes out of dreams That gods may have spoken, It has been me I never mourned, at dark red roses Clad in tears, and agressive emotions My dearest died, and I'll come too Of what years take by the time But never shall be there, Or taken away Immortalized means Pagan dreams 
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03-02-2002, 08:41
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ik word hier bang van Tom..
het is mooi,maar toch..:\
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03-02-2002, 15:06
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*gaat op tafel staan en klapt verbaasd in handjes*
 jah Tom...... mooi :-)( had je men brief btw al :-/ )
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03-02-2002, 15:07
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Je vergeet toch niet voorzichtig te zijn boven alles enzow éy lieverd...
Denk aan wat ik toen zei .... 
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03-02-2002, 15:09
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03-02-2002, 15:11
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Hey thanks
 Het gaat over Balder en Nanna (tragisch  )Ris> Neej, ik denk dat ik je brief morgen krijg
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en neej ik begrijp ut niet maar neej je mag , gaat en zal niet sterven *knuf*
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03-02-2002, 17:56
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ostensibly motionless, the hare was tremblingg wtih excitement, for without his spectacles he appeared completely helpless!
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03-02-2002, 18:05
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03-02-2002, 18:25
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*huilt weer*
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03-02-2002, 19:52
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My Winter
As the midwinter queen, left a pearl so black On her mountain, buried in snow Where my bloodstains, still drip on that rock In light, her nightly obsession I held her hand, so soft and lifeless Covered in paleness, her sweet sorrow face Not shivering a bit, in this snowlike surrounding To Var I spoke, to crown my wish Abomination, by hand of her smile. So sick, I fell to this ground Sinful she looked deep in my eyes And I kissed her, in trance and darkness Down my heart, she covers the walls Lies bleeding, bathing in life She covers sadness, emptiness and depression Full of me, I crown her; miracle So divine, my midwinter queen Craving she left me sick Full of passion, in my bleeding arms So I count my scars, And crowns
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03-02-2002, 20:01
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 Hij sprachtig serieus!!! *kuz*
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03-02-2002, 20:26
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*doet armen rond tom* Ik laat je nooit meer los
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03-02-2002, 20:58
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Stilte is het beste antwoord...
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04-02-2002, 11:13
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ik zou niet weten wat te doen zonder jullie
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04-02-2002, 12:56
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Er was 1 man voor nodig om 350 miljoen mensen te bevrijden. Zijn doel was vrijheid, zijn strategie was vrede en zijn wapen zijn menselijkheid. Gandhi
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05-02-2002, 15:25
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Hijs mooii
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