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Tema: Jeremy

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    Narcizist Maska e Lit
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    Jeremy

    Jeremy

    At home drawing pictures of mountain tops with him on top.
    Lemon yellow sun. Arms raised in a V.
    The dead lay in pools of maroon below.
    Daddy didn't give attention to the fact that mommy didn't care.
    King Jeremy the Wicked ruled his world.

    Jeremy spoke in class today.

    Clearly I remember picking on the boy.
    Seemed a harmless little ****...but we unleashed a lion.
    Gnashed his teeth and bit the recess lady's breast.
    How could I forget. And he hit me with a surprise left.
    My jaw left hurting, dropped wide open.
    Just like the day...like the day I heard
    Daddy didn't give affection and the boy was something mommy wouldn't wear.
    King Jeremy the Wicked ruled his world.

    Jeremy spoke in class today.

    Try to forget this...try to erase this from the blackboard.
    The end is the beginning is the end

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    me nder qofsh
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    i am mine

    The selfish they’re all standing in line...
    Faith in their hope and to buy themselves time.
    Me, I figure as each breath goes by,
    I only own my mind.

    The north is to south what the clock is to time.
    There's east and there's west and there everywhere life.
    I know that I was born and I know that I’ll die.
    The in between is mine. I am mine.

    And the feeling it gets left behind...
    Oh the innocence broken with time...
    We're different behind the eyes, there’s no need to hide.
    We're safe tonight.

    The ocean is full cause everyone's crying,
    The full moon is looking for friends at high tide.
    The sorrow grows bigger when the sorrows denied.
    I only know my mind. I am mine.

    And the feeling it gets left behind...
    Oh the innocence broken with time.
    We're different between the lines, there’s no need to hide...
    Cause we're safe tonight.

    And the feeling it gets left behind...
    Oh the innocence broken with time.
    We're different behind the eyes, there’s no need to hide.

    And the feeling it gets left behind...
    Oh the innocence broken with lies.
    We're different behind the eyes.
    We're safe tonight.
    Memory is a kind
    of accomplishment
    a sort of renewal
    even
    an initiation

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    Unquestionable! Maska e Cupke_pe_Korce
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    Is it my imagination or it's YOU?
    Pardon my ignorance...what are those lines all about???? :)
    Summertime, and the livin' is easy...

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    Narcizist Maska e Lit
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    king Jeremy, the Wicked, vret veten ne mes te klases...

    Oh...phuck

    ...yea it's me, no room for imagination! how you been, where ya been cupke?

    o katana! plangrishese!. sa do e postoja une ate tekst, se nga mbin ti dhe i prish te gjitha. sapo mora ne dore albumin e fundit (te vjedhur ne newsgroups, kuptohet) dhe po kenaq veten
    The end is the beginning is the end

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    me nder qofsh
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    and let u have the satisfaction? i think not? i si i behet punes qe ta degjoj dhe una ate albumin e fundit? sme pritet dot. dua dhe un te kenaq veten apo te mjaftohem me "ten"
    Memory is a kind
    of accomplishment
    a sort of renewal
    even
    an initiation

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    Narcizist Maska e Lit
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    si ta degjosh dhe ti...mund ta gjesh tek newsgroups duke u abonuar tek ndonje server qe e ka albumin, ose mund te jesh une dhe te mos lodhesh mendjen per gje...te gjitha do te te vijne tek goja ose dora, ose kemba, ose...nuk mund te jesh une, i am mine :)
    mund te me japesh adresen tende dhe te postoj une nje kopje te albumit...ide tjeter nuk me vjen ne mendje.
    ndryshe bjeri kembes dhe prit nentorin kur te dale ne "shit"je
    The end is the beginning is the end

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    me nder qofsh
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    si ore brenda per brenda new yorkut dhe te ma postosh. lal me dil ne ndonje stacion treni dhe ma jep aty. hec se po paguajme per trenin te pakten mos paguash dhe pullen e postes. lol

    i think ill wait it out.
    thanx though
    Memory is a kind
    of accomplishment
    a sort of renewal
    even
    an initiation

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    Narcizist Maska e Lit
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    veten pac ne qafe
    The end is the beginning is the end

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