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[mr_bigwords]

The Crest of a New Wave

Electronic beats
Pump in your head,
And you're itching to move.

How quickly a smile
Turns to a frown
And sighing breath.

Just keep telling yourself:
"It's better."
"It's better."

Comments

[iwishiwasahorse]

I must speak with you. Get in touch with me AS SOON as you see me.

IM, on my LJ, however.

[mr_bigwords]

hey, turns out saturday's no good unless you want to drive downtown and eat lunch with some of my friends as well. i have set call from 10 to 5. so, sunday's looking good. call me.