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Fair Weather
Contributed by
Xnoybis
on
Saturday, 22nd January 2005 @ 04:20:57 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Through the fingers of time
Like cold, dead ribs
do these times of our's flow
Through the muck of your crimes
Betrayal, deceit, fibs
do we slowly grow
inch by inch
line by line
crime after crime
time after time
History and time repeat
Like criminals returning to the scene
If you follow them closely
You'll see what I mean
I would say farewell
but I know better
I'll be seeing you again
In fairer weather
My fair weather friend.
Copyright ©
Xnoybis
... [
2005-01-22 04:20:57] (Date/Time posted on
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