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CantHandleMyBooty	posted on 08-24-2001 @ 5:08 PM
Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01	Heard it on the radio today and now i cant get it out of my head....grrr It makes me sad :( Kiss the Rain Hello Can you hear me? Am I gettin' through to you? Hello Is it late there? There's a laughter on the line Are you sure you're there alone? Cause I'm Tryin' to explain Somethin's wrong Ya just don't sound the same Why don't you Why don't you Go outside Go outside Kiss the rain Whenever you need me Kiss the rain Whenever I'm gone, too long. If your lips Feel lonely and thirsty Kiss the rain And wait for the dawn. Keep in mind We're under the same sky And the nights As empty for me, as for you If ya feel You can't wait till morinin' Kiss the rain Kiss the rain Kiss the rain Hello Do you miss me? I hear you say you do But not the way I'm missin' you What's new? How's the weather? Is it stormy where you are? Cause you sound so close but it feels like you're so far Oh would it mean anything If you knew What I'm left imagining In my mind In my mind Would you go Would you go Kiss the rain And you'd fall over me Think of me Think of me Think of me Only me Kiss the rain Whenever you need me Kiss the rain Whenever I'm gone too long If your lips Feel hungry and tempted Kiss the rain and wait for the dawn Keep in mind We're under the same skies And the nights As empty for me, as for you If you feel You can't wait till morning Kiss the rain Kiss the rain Kiss the rain Kiss the rain Kiss the rain Oooooohhhhh Kiss the rain Oooooohhhhh Kiss the rain Hello Can ya hear me? Can ya hear me? Can ya hear me? I shake my booty at every chance. When i whip my hips you slip into a trance.
2 tired 2 give N F One of the Teen Tomatoe Boys is Retarted... Guess which one I am!!!	posted on 08-24-2001 @ 5:19 PM
Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01	I feel you CHMB...this song is really sad and when it has any relevence to your own personal life it is that much more depressing... When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teaming brain, Before high-piled books, in charactery, Hold like rich garners the full ripened grain; When I behold, upon the night's starred face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance, And when I feel, fair creature of a hour, That I shall never look upon thee more, Never have relish in the fairy power Of unreflecting love--then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till love and fame to nothingness do sink. --Keats

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