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Sep 28, 2005 23:34


It’s been thirteen seconds
Since you all last said
I’ve become the apparition
You predicted for my death

You said that flirting brings you
Closer to the end
You can bait into the water
But you’ll never get the hint

And like a stain of bricks goes
Dancing by your head
Plucked from an icebox
Grafted on my skin

My coat has hid the marks
Mink hits the shovel fix
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dontcall_me September 29 2005, 14:37:55 UTC
some is a little obsessed with this song! hmmm!

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dontcall_me September 29 2005, 14:39:13 UTC
someone? yeah. i meant that.

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