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Nov 09, 2006 14:24

all of those people look so small from this chilly rooftop ... burning alive through the windshields of their cars ... i know not one of them will make it like i can. ... i won't won't won't let go of these farsighted thoughts ... lets play touch touch touch and go with the stars and the ground below ... so hold hold hold on darling we're almost there now ... i swear swear swear our knees won't scrape the pavement ... i'm not ok ... it's raining so hard and i can't see the road ... i'm not ok ... it's almost midnight and i have no place to go.

hollands back. :).
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