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May 21, 2004 00:42

i hate the things my mind will make me say
thats why i try to kill it everyday
police arrest me say that im ok

theres only one thing that ill try to do
and that is you
and that is true

my mind excites from possibilities
of new cities
no grass or trees

i swear its only when im with you
i think things thru
and all on cue

cuz theres alot that you dont know of me
your scared to see
its all on me

im the shithead with the sweaty hands
obnoxious glands
false demands

ill come and wake you up at 4 am
what a gem
ohhh ahem
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