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Old 09-14-2003, 07:40 PM   #177 (permalink)
J.R.V.A.
Junkie
 
Location: Utah
The fall of all is were I lie
I think of you and then I cry
You left without a broken trace
Eclipsed by darkness gone in haste
The sun no longer burns my skin
I no longer wish to win
A breath a toke a weezing cough
The butterfly is now a moth
Yearning for a cooler breeze
A rope tied between two tall trees
I swing a while until I'm found
Tis then they put me in the ground
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart

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