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Jan 26, 2006 14:04

i have resulted to laughing at myself over the lyrics of whispers
where is everyone to save me from drinking all day.
and i need a job.

deep out of air for comfort
2 inches aside my heart, for a present to eve
fells like a oak tree on valentines day
i worry some times about seeing through my eyelids.
unemployment gets me randy
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