if the pilgrams had shot a wildcat, we'd be eating pussy for thanksgiving

May 27, 2005 11:02

I'll lock myself alone in a room
Drink until the clock strikes noon
With just a pen a pill and some paper.
And maybe I will write a sad song
Or another cliche poem
Of the person that I long to be.

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seachelle05 May 28 2005, 17:38:44 UTC
i'll drink with you
misery loves company

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