4:30 PM, Listen.
Friday, February 5, 2010
If love is a drug then i guess we're all sober.
If hope is a song then i guess it's all over.
How to have faith when faith is a crime?
I don't want to die.
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on the face of it,
i'm kooky. like a coffin nail ;
i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped.
arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me. |
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4:30 PM, Listen.
Friday, February 5, 2010
If love is a drug then i guess we're all sober. If hope is a song then i guess it's all over. How to have faith when faith is a crime? I don't want to die.
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