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BLUE SUN ROOM FILK
You know I'm never sure were my stories/poems come from. Maybe they're brought by a stork?
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Life isn't as easy as they said it would be
It's true they never listened to me
But I could never talk completely openly
under the hot sun
Sweat trickled down my neck
As I delivered swift death
All around are the screams of those who were left
Even at night the noise doesn't sees
to much pain for those who can't sleep
We are not at all as we seem
They say time heels that hurts
but I don't think that will happen on the dirt
They'll take away my work
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Tuesday, February 27, 2007 2:00 PM
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