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Contributed by Chenobi on Monday, 28th April 2003 @ 12:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Computer crash, blue screen appears, Im ripped out of my daily lies and step away from this vivid light. Now that Im awake I think of things I shouldve been thinking of all my life and I dont understand and I dont really know what is going on in this world today. Whats the news and did I get it? And my boredom makes me think of things that I usually tag with just forget it and I feel the urge to have you here and touch me there, lower, higher, South, North, two-dimensional, three-dimensional, right through the bones, whatever, at least it is better than never. And now that youre late, I cant really blame you, because you filled up a space that I hated to frame with my mouth and with words rolling over my lips, as if I was born to define my unexplainable kicks, that make me roll down the floor, down the street of this town. But dont feel abandoned. Its just getting me down, that youre replacing that perfume which used to be real bad, but I got used to the stench and it became a good scent and now that its gone, Im just a little done with living a drag, but I cant help it, seriously, I want it back.

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