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These words are not for reading. Not for singing, not for shouting. Not for saying, not for whispering. These words are only for meaning. After all, solving for x Should always equal y, And without such instances Of equilibrium there can be no variance. The scale must balance Or the dragon will tip, And tipsy dragons with their ***** Breath, perpetually drunk off their Own fumes hunt – All the lonely people Where do they all come from? Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, TOCK Out of rhythm -- as appears to be the style-- Or-not-style-or-maybe-style-is-out-of-style. Oh Bill, what have we become? These roses have no names! And their smell is **** Emo – Elmo **** – with no hope for redemption.
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Mar 22, 2012
Mar 22, 2012 at 11:50 PM UTC
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These words are not for reading. Not for singing, not for shouting. Not for saying, not for whispering. These words are only for meaning. After all, solving for x Should always equal y, And without such instances Of equilibrium there can be no variance. The scale must balance Or the dragon will tip, And tipsy dragons with their ***** Breath, perpetually drunk off their Own fumes hunt – All the lonely people Where do they all come from? Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, TOCK Out of rhythm -- as appears to be the style-- Or-not-style-or-maybe-style-is-out-of-style. Oh Bill, what have we become? These roses have no names! And their smell is **** Emo – Elmo **** – with no hope for redemption.
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Mar 22, 2012
Mar 22, 2012 at 11:50 PM UTC
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