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Ooh well yeah yeah

//

Everybody sings their song

)()()(


Oh well

Yeah

Yeah

oh oh

Oh

Oh


)(




All our love don't mean a thing

( this we a know so very well )


///

Trite images of ****** sheets

Talk of death

Talk of life


)(

Who can tell whose really here


""


It's not really healing

To look at you and not give a ****

But why should anyone give a ****

About such sterility ?

)(


In real mountains

Real girls and boys !

)(


( not like here

Where

We've just the

Cookie - cutter  kind !

Of ****** wristed stereotypes !!!! )

::


Our poems are but

Obituaries

For the walking dead

We ideolize

(!)

•


Pretty shameful really

//

Ooh well yeah yeah


)(


::


We **** and ****

Though our souls are dead


::


Let's just pray that you don't have kids


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