The world is a place of fanciful jokers
Everyone's dancing in and out of time
Weaving through the moments and
Seaming them together
For sense is a valuable toy.
If I could erase this place like a piece of paper
Crumple it up and let the wind carry it away
I dream of the days where everything seemed better
A nice dirty world for bottom-feeding hopefuls.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
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Very nice, but damn you and your leaving it very hard to post a reply to this. I like to reply!!!! I demand Satisfaction!!!(insert slap with glove here as this is custamary when staring a duel)
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