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Apr 24, 2006 23:37

Accuse me of victimized grandeur
Living for thunderous applause

Toying with the decidedly deformed
Accuse away.

I can't expect the world to be my Mr. Rogers

But I can toss my translucent petals in the air
Every chance I get
No need to wait for anxious nana's back to turn.

I belong to the church of 80% sincerity.

Play the game, but retain mystique.
Retain mystique.
Retain mystique.

And always face forward.

Blog. Friends. Only.
Period.
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