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Post by ♥Goldenheart♥ on Aug 13, 2007 22:32:09 GMT -5
Every night around midnight, I have... I guess it's still technically a daydream even though it's at night. It goes something like this:
It seems to be just another night in suburbia. Nothing special, until, at the stroke of midnight...
THERE'S A CROSS BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD WHERE A MOTHER LOST A SON! HOW COULD SHE KNOW THE MORNING HE LEFT WOULD BE THEIR LAST TIME? SHE'D TRADE WITH HIM FOR A LITTLE MORE TIME SO SHE COULD SAY SHE LOVED HIM ONE LAST TIME!
"We Live," one of the best-known songs of the band Superchic[k], was inexplicably blasting at an incredible volume across the entire neighborhood.
BUT IN LIFE, WE NEVER KNOW WHEN WE'RE COMING UP TO THE END OF THE ROAD, SO WE LIVE, WE LOVE, WE FORGIVE AND NEVER GIVE UP! 'CAUSE THE DAYS WE ARE GIVEN ARE GIFTS FROM ABOVE AND TODAY WE REMEMBER TO LIVE AND TO LO-O-OVE!
Somehow, I've never gotten past that much. It's weird. So tonight, as midnight approaches, keep an ear out for the sounds of someone putting massive speakers on the neighborhood lampposts... >:-D
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Post by Crystal.Light on Aug 14, 2007 8:59:48 GMT -5
Bizzare.
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Post by Fernstorm on Aug 24, 2007 13:54:35 GMT -5
tottally
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Post by Silvertip on Sept 10, 2007 20:22:28 GMT -5
Very strange...
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