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Late Break (Other) by MacFrantic

I don't think a poet anymore I want to be I don't think over this and that I want to cry I'm tired I'm disappointed I'm nauseous with worry I don't know if much as I should I love you as I don't know if what you're saying I will ever hear I'll lie I'll deconstruct I'll leave you in the rain

Ranger 1-Jul-06/12:02 AM
I get what you mean, it has never been a word to appeal to me poetically though. But, as lots of people say, each to their own.




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