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Apr 28, 2005 17:45

Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time
And far from flying high in clear blue skies
I'm spiraling down to the hole in the ground where I hide.

If you negotiate the minefield in the drive
And beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
And if you make it past the shotgun in the hall ( Read more... )

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cheerupem0kid89 April 28 2005, 16:18:53 UTC
in the night i will tattoo you with fink ployd

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