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Jan 28, 2005 00:34

If i don't bother with anyone
Then they won't bother me
Their business is none of mine
So, I'll just tend to my own
My mind works faster than
Thoughts can from conversation

Things are left unsaid
They are always churning in my head
Refined in a factory
Where new impressions can never be.

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This broken zipper
Has cut into my lips
As all the thoughts
My mind creates
have broken lose again.
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