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Jun 22, 2005 00:46

duece and prove,
it's in the soup.
lazy blues,
bring lost youth.

faith in friends,
what happened?
loyalty mends,
time.

bright and sharp,
knows no arc,
caffinated screams,
shatter delicacy.

favor broken,
left no token,
humble prayer,
only thin air.

riddle and smile,
gross great denial,
heavenly grace,
lost all face.

they say i'm no good. i'm misunderstood. they say three score and ten, i say far less than them.
thanks for morning bells, and the reminder of hell, but your logic is fleeting, it's you they're misleading.
who goes first came. who's brave is only tame. your thoughts failed mystical, your dreary life typical.
your wishes still kept, though three score you've wept. drink sleep like fine wine, no longer giving time.

i'd just come out and say what's going on but you wouldn't care. sooooo, i might as well amuse myself.
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