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thankyou for the good times thankyou for the bad times the time has ended goodbye to you all i will not post again goodbye |
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bye |
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bad bye |
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I'll thank you ahead of time for killing yourself at home. |
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Few could be so consistently pissed off, seemingly with everyone, as drummond could. A few words, then... Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. -- Dylan Thomas |
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I tried to goad him into anger once, but he was already there. |
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shame. bye. |
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Oh, drummond. It's like saying "i'll never drink again". You'll be back once the stella has reached critical mass. |
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Good mourning. I don't know you. I'm sorry you're gone. |
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if you knew him, you would be. |
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tomorrow I'll wake up and I'll wonder.. was he ever really here..? |
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And I'll wonder... perhaps qrter is really a butterfly who dreams he has a computer. |
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sounds probable. |
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whos multiple account was drummonds again? |
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yours. |
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no my one is never here |
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haven't seen yours in a while. I miss it. |
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that's what YOU say, yes, but I've found you out, mr Thaddeus Allan Smoyer the third! |
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i think everyone feels that way |
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see ya |
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I'm so tirred. Not sleepy, it's an ache. |
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see you |
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i could swear i remember this. |
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