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Old 09-24-2003, 08:00 PM   #189 (permalink)
J.R.V.A.
Junkie
 
Location: Utah
Screeching to a stop I slide into a heavy bus
The bus is us as we become the turning of the wheels
Rolling down the hill I find a shiny new wooden nickle
And trade it to a man for an old worn out dingy dime
Climbing up the ladder of the rungs of destiny
Watching as the rope is long as far a I can see
I stall a while to get a glimpse of something that is nice
Then one by one I step ahead and enjoy my lifes climb
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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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