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{stargazer} luc simonic did ya hear the song? did it take ya away from poetry and dump ya off at the corner store? did we listen to it over & over & over again, whilst the poems rotted holes in the trunk? the song has nothing apocalyptic to it. it is set in the VIP, and found in junk yard salvage speakers. I never came. would ya have it any other way? she said "you" poems can be a much larger problem, so there. I didn't stick it in. I did not touch it. I never even spoke to her. I had a wad of cash. I still have it, and poems. it rains on its own accord. are ya drenched? she is moving away from the "you" poems. we are dry, itching. ~lds08 |
