

In Peril Upon The SeaThere is a ship upon the sea For to carry my love from me Sailing further each day with my love far away In peril upon the sea.In Peril Upon The Sea
The salted air, the rolling wave The crowded, the lonesome pier The final brush of his hand standing there upon the sand ‘Fore my true love sailed away.
Though in death all find release from earthly suffering and scorn Though the day comes when our tears are washed away My true love is gone from me. &nb
- the love of your life
(aka mo )
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Jon Daniels
Energy Bat
Go fuck thyself.
Kyle
"Anyone who considers arithmatical methods of creating random digits is, of course, in a state of sin."
Herr Kyle, watch thy language. Welch is watching.
=josie=
=josie=
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