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Fair Weather
Contributed by
Xnoybis
on
Saturday, 22nd January 2005 @ 04:20:57 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Through the fingers of time Like cold, dead ribs do these times of our's flow
Through the muck of your crimes Betrayal, deceit, fibs do we slowly grow
inch by inch line by line crime after crime time after time
History and time repeat Like criminals returning to the scene If you follow them closely You'll see what I mean
I would say farewell but I know better I'll be seeing you again In fairer weather
My fair weather friend.
Copyright ©
Xnoybis
... [
2005-01-22 04:20:57] (Date/Time posted on
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