Bell Rings

Posted: July 14, 2010 in Word
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The saddest thing in life is wasted talent. Take what you get and you live with it. Sometimes it’s sweet frosting, nice gravy…..sometimes it’s sour, goes down hard, but you live with it…

‘Cause you never know, who shelltoes the bell’s toll for
Young folks are old folks, when it’s time to go, it’s time to go, folks
Stroke, croaks, cloats, and ghost, I hold hope
Blow faith in your face then fade home

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