unfinished, by
opalescent.
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slip on your goulashes 
were going towards the rain
stomping in the puddles
and dancing in disdain
i dont need your love 
ive got my own pain
as the sea falls from the heavens
to clear the past in vain
(...not finished...)
Posted: 2005-12-18 17:00:34 UTC

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2005-12-14 16:32:03Faith
I like it... very dramatic and emotional!