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Killed by a heart that never came around
Killed by a thought that never took form
Killed by a life that we live every day
Killed by the silence of nothing to say

» Posted By Slaughterhousebed On 11.19.2010 @ 5:48 am


A cowboy rides through the dust and the sand
Through sunsets in dusk and in a no-mans-land
He never knows just where he belongs
But he knows that a cowboy must travel on
For traveling lets a man reach a dream

» Posted By Slaughterhousebed On 11.17.2010 @ 9:22 am

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