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Funky-Monk
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Last Visit: 25 weeks ago
Rob Marsden
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I see you're into Photography If ur ever interested in playing a fun photo game stop by Photohunt We give you the topic and you go shoot it. Come join the fun.
there are no monks in my band
there are no saints in this land
i'll be doing all i can
if i die an honest man
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bits clung to the lungs of the smokers like a burnt collage
bits fell to the ground, surrounding them in a soft dust of black ash
bits swirled around them in mystic arabesques
stained teeth and stained eyes and stained souls
gleaming through the haze
Hey Rob you goin to Download Fest? I've probably asked but I've forgotten. Me and Kyle are going, as is Dave Joyce from Morrisons (if you remember who that is) should be good.
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"The pheasant has no agenda..." My page: [link] My Gallery: [link]
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menoevil.com
I liked some stuff in your Gallery.
Keep up the good work.
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I can change your view on shit, just click me.
thanks for the
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fotografia reklamowa - Gdynia
there are no saints in this land
i'll be doing all i can
if i die an honest man
--
bits clung to the lungs of the smokers like a burnt collage
bits fell to the ground, surrounding them in a soft dust of black ash
bits swirled around them in mystic arabesques
stained teeth and stained eyes and stained souls
gleaming through the haze
Ask me again I'll tell you the same
Persuaded by one sexy dame
No i do not feel no shame
Heh, great song, great band! I checked out your gallery- you've got some great poety in there, really nice work!
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"The pheasant has no agenda..."
My page: [link]
My Gallery: [link]
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"The pheasant has no agenda..."
My page: [link]
My Gallery: [link]
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