Friday, May 06, 2005

It's OK.

Still night, Sometimes I find
The kitchen empty. How I've tried
To solve the problems, Leeching through the windows

Alright, It's always happy
Nearer the ending, Instant appeals
I'ts just a heartbeat, And I've solved my sorrows.
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