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Back in the old choir days I had to sing that poem, whoever put it to music did a terrible job of it, which was actually half the reason I quit. The other half was the early mornings, Its inhumanly impossible to wake up so early, I already need to get up an hour before I have to leave for school just to do the whole hair/makeup thing.
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"Come hither, have a clove. Light it on mine, a kiss."
~September
"Red velvet lines the black box."
~Peter Murphy
*Holding a gun to Robert Smiths Head.*
Smith: DON'T KILL ME!!!
Me: STOP EATING!!!
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