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It's nights like these that make me wish my hands were bigger. These life-lines aren't long enough to recite all these lines of life that'll be running through my mind even after time stops. There aren't enough trees to cut down for all the pages I need to pen these soliloquies and sonnets. No, I didn't ride in on Haley's Comet but the plan is to still go out in a blaze of glory. And why do my friends seem to only hear "Blaze" in that? Hallucinogenics and Narcotics Psychedelics and Hydroponics These are our four fathers. Oh but by all means "Try the tonic" Watch the ***** infect your seeds' Pipe dreams!! And so they gleam sipping moonshine And whisper shadows of yesterday Onto memories of tomorrow While you try and find the rhyme.
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Dec 1, 2010
Dec 1, 2010 at 6:17 PM UTC
Fall Night
It's nights like these that make me wish my hands were bigger. These life-lines aren't long enough to recite all these lines of life that'll be running through my mind even after time stops. There aren't enough trees to cut down for all the pages I need to pen these soliloquies and sonnets. No, I didn't ride in on Haley's Comet but the plan is to still go out in a blaze of glory. And why do my friends seem to only hear "Blaze" in that? Hallucinogenics and Narcotics Psychedelics and Hydroponics These are our four fathers. Oh but by all means "Try the tonic" Watch the ***** infect your seeds' Pipe dreams!! And so they gleam sipping moonshine And whisper shadows of yesterday Onto memories of tomorrow While you try and find the rhyme.
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Dec 1, 2010
Dec 1, 2010 at 6:17 PM UTC
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