I think I might fall out of my head,
Inside you shout, scream, cry and kill.
Only to walk on broken glass,
Tearing to your Eyes.
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Life is like soda, once you get to the good stuff, all the fizz is gone.
-Garfield
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Life is like soda, once you get to the good stuff, all the fizz is gone.
-Garfield
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