"Sing me something soft, sad, and delicate.
Or loud and out of key; sing me anything."
I want somebody to sing me to sleep.
Everything is the same and my eyes are glassy.
Nothing's clear, but nothing matters.
Wah wah wah wah wah.
I whine too much.
Geeeeeesh.
Friday, June 22, 2007
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