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NeWBoRN

Bluelighter
Joined
Mar 6, 2001
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Location
England
Today I came home. Again.
Sat on the couch. Again.
Tommorow i'll do it.
Again.
What ever happened to building tree-houses in the sun,
coming home with no black clouds ahead of you.
Smiling when I sat on my own, with nothing to do.
I know what happened to that,
I "grew up" >>>
Realised that everything is just not quite that as it seemed.
Or did I just give up????
Now ? ? ?
It's not the same, it's not.
When I try to concentrate, the wordsrunintooneanother.
when I try to sleep, my mind races.
And when think about food, I think "who needs it?"
Tommorow yes things'll change,
down there,
the wonderful fuckin luxury lifestyle,
will feel very far from home again.
I'd swap my P.C. for world peace.
So when they ask me,
all the questions of the day
and i respond with my eyes closed.
What will they think of me,
but what do they know,
they haven't seen this,
they'd better B 4
2 long.
I love it up here,
but for now I can't stay.
Here it comes.
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"Love spreads her arms, waits there for the nails."
"i'd rather be no-one than someone with no-one."
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See you there.....
 
...oh yes ohyes indeedthe wordsdooftenruntogether now it seems....don't know if it is giving up or growing wise either. Maybe it is about not sleeping.
 
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