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Thursday, August 03, 2006

Should I still go on?
Should you follow on?
Should we play on?

Joke of the year,
Oh damn, I wanna hear.

Heart that tells me so,
Many things tells me no.
Could I still?
Could I spare?

You almost made me feel it again,
Feeling like I'm high on cocaine.
Watch! Not my cup of tea.
Loof! I wanna flee.

Caught down with the iron ball,
Still...Nightwatchers I didn't call.
Your presence still linger,
Screeming to yield.

Tales of longevity,
Legends of dexterity.
Hopes forlorn.
Ring the war horns.


3rd August. 5.23pm

5:04 PM

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