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of all the words, the endless combinations
cellar door is the most beautiful
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
white shocks
angry young thing, yes that is what i am
and i forgot that line but I'm lonesome
I cannot change that part. rewrite stop and start over.
three blisters are a sign of hope for me.
I'm getting better at this see look I can go on without you
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set me forth
no one knows my name or where i have been.
"hey you there yeah i told you so".
halogen heart iii
I feel like a gypsy, like a nothing.
"You don't get the jist of it, just try harder".
white shocks
the big time waster that is me
this is all well and true
am I here to make sense?
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