Panic now,
What to do?
Curtain's ruptured,
Wall's down.
Run along.
No help now.
Too far gone.
Run along,
Long, long
gone.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Shame
So you don't want to talk to me?
Fine,
Though I've one thing to say;
People call me a whore,
When you tell lies.
People call you a whore,
When I tell the truth.
Fine,
Though I've one thing to say;
People call me a whore,
When you tell lies.
People call you a whore,
When I tell the truth.
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