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ANARCHY

Enter main stage enter
Rage self control is out
           of reach
 Logic traded now you
    made it anarchy .

Your the fuel that set my
fire, sparked by friction
Quenched by drinking
   set you thinking

But guess what your to
         f***ing late .
— ziggy, Sep 17, 2009

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ziggy

16 years 8 months ago

failte ,

enda, patrick collins. hey you got the lingo . lol cheers there is a long old story to this written a long long time ago cheers for the read and thhe ****,s
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ziggy

16 years 8 months ago

failte ,

enda, patrick collins. hey you got the lingo . lol cheers there is a long old story to this written a long long time ago cheers for the read and the ****,s
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lyz

16 years 8 months ago

Dear Ziggy

Something piss u off? Lol. Great, straight to the heart with a dart, write. Glad not to be the one on the receiving end. i really liked it. It has power. Well done mate, well done. Love Lyz. XX
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ziggy

16 years 8 months ago

hi

enda, patrick collins. i am still laughing at your comment this is a very old write so ive had years and years to calm down ,many thanks lyz a;lways ZIGGYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY