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Monday, November 16, 2009
you can't be what you were...
rites of spring::for want of
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in the dark humming hours of the night...
took a sip from my devil cup...
how we move from a to b...
in all the things you see...
the sweet attack will leave you breathless...
that's where the footsteps ran into the sea...
bikini girls with machine guns...
my room seems wrong...
in this cold wet afternoon midnight...
flowers that bloom your eyes...
you can't be what you were...
run...
she didn't know we were alone...
dance me into the ocean...
think i kinda lost myself again...
i'm letting go, you're scaring me...
it's only a matter of time...
stages...
she spent the following days in agony...
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