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Wednesday, July 30, 2008
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Imagination + Alcohol
Ancient bronze with a smile
gold as the sun
no words spoken
felt no need
modern beats my background
four is a crowd
meat is murder
to feed the mass
sev is not to be found
alone in a house with love
with nothing but cold to give
answer to all that is needed
with nothing in return
asking for payment of kindness
check is in the mail
Aqueducts my savior
for the time being
new in my heart
for those that wish happiness bestoded upon them
wait
for misery
don't let the sun shine on me
for I haven't much time left
beauty truely is only skin deep
longing lasts forever
never to go away
without emotions
equals
bliss
11:38 PM
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