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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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8:44 PM, Weird.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
![]() I like the way you never sleep And the promises you never keep. I like the scar above your lip The way you let your feelings slip. I wanna make some changes. I want my money back. I wanna start up again. I wanna talk to strangers. I wanna be with you but I just don't know where or when. Don't you think it's weird? Weirder than weird?
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