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The Show
Contributed by
DaveXerox
on
Monday, 23rd October 2006 @ 03:49:17 PM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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Regurgitated wholesome english fuel spread out across the table
Icy particles envelop me in the memories under the autumn sky
Everything became clear as the world turned within itself
But how it blurs as I fall through the mushroom landscape tonight
A collective panic attack pinballing throughout the wild west
Call the thought police
Hey sir, do you wanna listen to my Kasabian CD?
Hey miss, do you wanna bat some maltloaf among the trees?
A wave of expectation drifting on the raw melodic breeze
Consumerist explorers ask too many questions of me
Confectionary inspiration warms my heart on sombre days
But my unintentionally sabotage destiny rolls on without me
Kudospherial ineptitude ringing in my ears
And with no Vince Noir moments there's nothing to believe in once the clouds awaken
Don't wake up the clouds
Don't wake up the clouds
Copyright ©
DaveXerox
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2006-10-23 15:49:17]
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Re: The Show
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by ever1der on
Monday, 23rd October 2006 @ 04:44:02 PM AEST
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| clouds...they must move..floating along in the sky..are they asleep..just floating there? |
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Re: The Show
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by ladyfawn on
Friday, 27th April 2007 @ 05:29:29 AM AEST
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beautifully exquisite!
love n' hugs nessa
roses |
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