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But the bugs have come...
Contributed by
lostrelic
on
Friday, 19th June 2009 @ 09:54:19 AM in AEST
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It was a day
sun was shining
the moon was hidden in the shadow of his bigger brother
we danced in the fields pushing daises
we mocked the living with cold fingers
the heat in my soul was on fire
the taste of sulfur stained my taste for you
we went to the bridge
the nooses all hung in pretty rows
while the wind made it look hypnotizing
the children sang songs with jump rope
sadistic hangman did his dance
they painted the streets gold that day
so we could all feel a little heaven
we laid on the side choosing not to listen
oh the rebel that wanted to swing
you screamed and shouted
but it's to late now
the bugs have come
its to late now the sun is done.
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2009-06-19 09:54:19]
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Re: But the bugs have come...
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 19th June 2009 @ 10:46:57 AM AEST
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| It was very interesting. You may want to check the word Shinning though...It may be mispelled I am not sure. Very very interesting words. |
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