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Jun 05, 2006 02:22

plastic flowers never die
just like foxes,
they get married under a beaming thunder sky.
and everyone's a poet when they're fourteen
those chemicals are something you'll never get back
writing in another person's voice
you'll need drugs to make those melodies yours again.
and don't take my dreams simply because you can't sleep
and ask yourself a few questions unrelated
when your an actor
would i do what you do?
and why?
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