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The small things, they're in my mind waiting

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Monday, June 22, 2009

You'll no longer be kissed and kind,
as you long for intuition,
as you have to learn the lesson twice.

You'll no longer be kissed and kind,
as you long for intuition,
as you have to say the password twice.

Have you ever,
have you ever,
been all messed up?
Have you ever?

You're the pin card,
you're the lifeguard,
you're the information guy,
but things look much bigger
on your knees, on your knees.

Miss the signal,
miss the signpost,
lose the access to it all.
And all of a sudden
you are one with the freaks.

Have you ever,
have you ever,
been all messed up?
Have you ever?

Freedom finally.

Tomorrow is my first day of true freedom. I will no longer be tied down by the works of the wannabe-man. NO LONGER WILL I BE FORCED INTO A COMMUNITY OF FUCKS AT 7:36 A.M. EVERY DAY. ">

Wednesday, June 10, 2009