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The walls feel cold
The blood moves high
The awning sings
The awning cries.
The sponge is broken
The spone is clear
My anchors are nothing
If not them all
Normality under influence
I bein to fall
Down down down down doen
But never to land.
The blood moves high
The awning sings
The awning cries.
The sponge is broken
The spone is clear
My anchors are nothing
If not them all
Normality under influence
I bein to fall
Down down down down doen
But never to land.
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:]] lol it's a good poem for you being all... woo... and all
and nikki's right, the miss-spellings are the greatest.
and nikki's right, the miss-spellings are the greatest.