May 08, 2005 18:24
wishing i could do something to clear up this mess, but lauryn has made it abundently clear that she is mad, she is going to treat me like shit for the rest of the week, and there is nothing i can do about it. sweet.
counting down the days till i go home.
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It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.
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