the phone rings. sad tone of vacancy
unkempt angel under crowded skys
sanskrit signs our ancient sighs
shallow your walk toward utter conformity
head starts
like lemon squirt leaking
stride stride stride
empty systematic thought.
could this shadow-mouthed answer
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Cool lyrics dawl.
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very nice.
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i want my plastic cards!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PS, i heart u...<3yes
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