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Wait...020504
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Thursday, 6th May 2004 @ 10:03:50 AM in AEST
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Push your hands
Your hair is thinning
Rip your skin
Daylight, its almost winning
Spray-painting
White dreams
Colour of lilies
Lukewarm touch of peace
Fit me together
On your glass settee
Fit me together
With your heart's black TV
Slivers of happiness
Sprayed on your eye's sea
Why didn't you whisper
That they were for me
Simply...passing my time
You'll never pass it with me.
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Re: Wait...020504
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by Remy on
Thursday, 6th May 2004 @ 02:25:48 PM AEST
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hum... seems like a tv dinner thought during the commercials... lol, don't ask what i'm thinking of! good write... ;0)
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