Two for one and one for two
Too late now I missed the boat
Blinded by the morning dew
Cruel fate has got me by the throat
You think it's over they start again
Relentless crochet needles in your heart
You're sobbing in the evening rain
They leave you there, a piece of art
To gather dust and contemptous looks
Your life a mere statistic.
~ Jenny (IMG:style_emoticons/default/mellow.gif)
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Hazy four o'clock shadows
Commence the séance
Nine lives on the spirits
We have toasters in this country...and they lie to us! Because it has numbers from one to six and it lies to us!
Late last night and the night before,
Tommyknockers, Tommyknockers,
knocking at the door.
I want to go out, don't know if I can,
'cause I'm so afraid
of the Tommyknocker man.
Yay, my computer is back up!
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Mirima Coile Poem....? Jan 2 2007, 10:29 PM
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