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Good Morning, Is it strange for you? Is it strange to forget or is it the usual everyday story There's clamor outside and I need to shed your memory I am watching as the ties that never bound lie threadbare, swept aside into a darker place not meant for prisoners It is strange for me. Very strange to be amongst the forgotten and re-arranged Is that all it is, or was this, this strange little drive through the unknown more than i wished, desired or paid for with the all the change i had Are you pockets empty, were you the thief or I ? Shall we be civilized now, will you play at the charming masquerade and i at the debutante ball shall we feign a friendly nonchalance, real as the time goes by It's just that, well you see I can't quite understand which is true that you were worth the silence, or not at all. Sincerely, me
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Sep 16, 2010
Sep 16, 2010 at 4:22 PM UTC
Letters to the Ordinary
Good Morning, Is it strange for you? Is it strange to forget or is it the usual everyday story There's clamor outside and I need to shed your memory I am watching as the ties that never bound lie threadbare, swept aside into a darker place not meant for prisoners It is strange for me. Very strange to be amongst the forgotten and re-arranged Is that all it is, or was this, this strange little drive through the unknown more than i wished, desired or paid for with the all the change i had Are you pockets empty, were you the thief or I ? Shall we be civilized now, will you play at the charming masquerade and i at the debutante ball shall we feign a friendly nonchalance, real as the time goes by It's just that, well you see I can't quite understand which is true that you were worth the silence, or not at all. Sincerely, me
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Sep 16, 2010
Sep 16, 2010 at 4:22 PM UTC
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