Saturday, November 28, 2009


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Lying like a rug/
Smelling of a rat/
Words piercing deep/
Caress of razors/
Kiss of posion/
Stare of deceit ..
Forever vigilent in the quest for the unseen.


can't you see it's a pursuit of happiness?


there can be no rest for the likes of me. there can be no rest!
Toss turn like.
"don't feel no pity."
Willing is the friend of the daring.


can't you see it's a pursuit of something greater than?


there can be no rest for the likes of me. there can be no rest!
Toss turn like.
"don't feel no pity."
Willing is the friend of the daring.








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