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like this

Holy stuff, this is one of my favorite songs of all time. I always shed a tear when I hear it.

EDIT: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tH2w6Oxx0kQ
« Last Edit: August 25, 2012, 12:32:34 AM by Comatose »


I forgetin love the Bee Gees


My love is so deep inside you






remember everything - five finger death punch

it actually makes me sad kinda

remember everything - five finger death punch

it actually makes me sad kinda
the name of that band wouldnt allow me to take the song seriously

GET READY FOR AN IMPROVISED SAD STORY TO ACCOMPANY THE MUSIC

Hey. Remember me? I was your beloved one when you were younger. Remember when we first met at the park, on that fateful foggy morning? We had been losing ourselves, there was a lot of things to bear. My mom had died, and your parents divorced. We both took a long stroll in that one park, remember? That dirt path, that has been tread on by several people. The one with that small fork in the road. I think we were the only ones who bumped into eachother. It was like that, like from some cheap old movie. Lost in our thoughts, I know that both of us gazed into each others eyes. We gazed in, and, warm faced blushed, introduced each other. We helped eachother up, and went through the fork. Your silk hair had everso reminded me of my mothers, but obviously I wouldn't have said that right away. That was the good days. We walked towards the park entrance, traded phone numbers, and went home, confused. The next day, the fog had not lifted. Yet I was sure that, amongst the fog, I could see you nonetheless. I had felt we were right. We shared stories about ourselves, our friends, current events, and our family... I remember you wore that silk dress. I'm not sure if you wear it much anymore. For months, we met at that same fork in the road. Our love had bloomed. But on that terrible day, your parents had decided to move as far away from eachother as possible. You would be forced to join your father as he went cross country to California, while your mother moved opposite. I didn't want to see you go. That night, I drove to the airport in hopes of meeting you, there. But alas, fate was cruel. A drunk driver had crashed into my car. My car flipped, and the last thing I remember was the light. I died on impact. But I know that news has never got to you. It never will, will it? But, I think I can live through you. Through those crisp memories we shared. My father is all well, and he moved on. I hope, if you find out of my death, you will be able to too...
« Last Edit: August 25, 2012, 01:07:14 AM by Flamecannon »

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kffacxfA7G4
ogm so awsom
jb forvr


Just kidding, My actual favorite son is a brony song. You're probably going to start hating me if I post it.
(I'll post it, But don't create a loving stuffstorm over it.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YRx_iXgLAyw
(Hating will result in massive stuffstorm, So please please please don't start one.