Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Complain again
find not rain
Grow a brain
Shrew in frain
Control no thing
Eyes no sing
Free alone
cry to the bone
Fly away
on today
Will not play
On to go
From room to slow
Class is gone
She is the dawn
for too long

Plenty moments
Try to hard
Question not
the times that gone

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