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this tuesday morning (Concrete) by teacup

The street shines with the winter rain Each splashing puddle mocks my pain. I want to dash out of this place But I know I'm losing this race. The sky scowls and I want to cry In this bus stop I think I'll die.

<{Baba^Yaga}> 10-Jan-03/6:37 PM
here's an idea. go back inside, get a loan. buy a car. bohemian rhapsody..that's it nentwined i got it...freddy mercury! (not you tea cup, something i read earlier). yes MOMA MIA MOMA MIA MOMA MIA MAGNIFICO! (also:not this teasip [or whatever your damn name is] the song}.




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