Jul 31, 2008 03:49
Hello, victim of fantastic fables,
in the thick of horizon-eyes.
Committing to a haven where people believe.
Sitting neat, purpose pickling their flesh.
Women, I want you.
What home is an island that doesn't remember.
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Anyways.
Good to see you're alove too.
Weren't you supposed to get graduated or will it be next year?
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and that last line is golden.
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Careful, now, Madam Curiosity wears a strange hat...
and a stranger head.
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