Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Leif Erikson


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I texted you today, to see if you'd reply.
You didn't.
(Should be held with kid gloves)
It helps with the lights out, to pretend that we're okay.
Like braille in the night time.

If your life is such a big joke, why should I care?

So then hook me up and pull me baby cakes...
'Cause I like to get hooked

I'm regressing back to my unhealthiest state.

Picture you and me together.
It'll be okay.

IT'S LIKE LEARNING A NEW LANGUAGE

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