If your skin itches,
Cast it off, cast it off
Let all your bony teeth
Free from rusted cairns
Hold your heart, my dear
A little way away
It hurts so much smoother
That-a-way
Unstring your veiny arms
They never were in tune.
If your skin itches, Cast it off, cast it off Let all your bony teeth Free from rusted cairns Hold your heart, my dear A little way away It hurts so much smoother That-a-way Unstring your veiny arms They never were in tune. |
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Comments
and....i don't know what i think about this one...it's hard to hold onto...
not bad though
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It is well with my soul.
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"My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word."-Psalm 119:28
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"My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word."-Psalm 119:28
hmm thanks for the feedback
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"My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word."-Psalm 119:28
and no worries, glad to make sure your back's not hungry
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It is well with my soul.
you and your puns, i don't know...
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"My soul melteth for heaviness: strengthen thou me according unto thy word."-Psalm 119:28
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It is well with my soul.
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