Nov 29, 2004 23:04
a small slip of the razor
eyes roll back
washing down the drain
what have i done
i burn my leg
now it all has to go
a spiritual liquidation
she'll regret it tommorow
absentmindedness comes with age
until her brave forests return
she'll supress urges
urges for freedom
fear of hope
left longing for that general peice
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But the song title is just shocking.
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