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( yeah

Yer broken )


/)(/

In on it

Yeah

She thought she was

( For a while )

••

Real Pain is to know yourself as

A cause of pain

)(

But we go on

•

..: on and on

)(

Soft summer day
Can't refuse

Anymore

The child calls to me

Can't refuse anymore





•

Her ******* would be a treasure in any one's hands

But she is still playing

The loser role

She cries a lot

No one gives a ****

( She refuses to Change )


)(



Her **** atrophy

As did her dreams

Oh well

What of that

^>>^

Bag lady blues

She never went to Brooklyn !

Never ate a hot dog at Coney Island

On ever rode the Tornado

Into the sky

•=if you saw her you would love her

Same as anybody

)?(


What are we doing

Everything is stupid

)(

Real Real

Stupid ok ?


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