Tuesday, 31 March 2009
tunnel of stupid hours
if u dont crow, stop talking, its a hill
make me a java excuse, sabotage
cant drink my grandma's invading
armies
im pretty harmless, dumber than your stupid office
its only braille to a maid with crows
its not ice to be humble or its only on my dime
the number 4 is a dark gouge
its traffic too but its throat is traffic
when i am dumber than cholesterol
tomorrow u eat a borderline shrink
a salesman for the warm
a spreadsheet runs thru high tech, talk to me
dark side, vegetarian depression
drink my grandma's maid ice
and the tunnel is not dark
then i moved and i did not
file its throat for u
dont go and disappear with crows
stop talking, broken to be humble
its not me that disappeared
make me use u, broken love
tube and the tunnel of stupid hours
and the crows do want the hills
take me down, i want to talk
to the irs pharmacy
running my reluctance, give me not ice
me when i get all pretty, do not file the
need
he was unexpected so garbled
your eyes, another excuse in
prison, u sleep because youre
dumber than ice, u sleep without
the crow, u peck it out, trash
and it doesnt ice my need
i'm a laser printer
your dark side is a crow
crow wants a laser printer
without them
your spreadsheet eats time
irs pharmacy eskimos
went up to u, your stupid
office trash and what
grandma used
only my tomorrow u cant drink garbled
Friday, 27 March 2009
i am considering moving my mind
u sound like a warning
pooey tube
i mentioned a hen, laptop poisoning
what became an island, it has no reason
reagan won a tray or something
i'm not an inappropriate thing, forget me
your lace came out of the bustling metropolis if u had any
she's a rocking machine, i don't blame his personality
meanwhile, u have a strange
button down sweater and
i'm not going to take it off
i didnt want a yellow bird
don't tell me your arms have been to alameda
alameda became subconscious for some
tubes and tunnels
i already keep u anonymous
i let her hand inside that video
monetary worth, dip your joints, feel great
get a mattress, an unwanted kitchen, i was an island
friends describe me as a tile, a death march, scream
and jump for the sake of humor
i am considering moving my mind
kill any river, the aforementioned river
a river was an inappropriate thing
has no reason, where the rain stops
clouds form
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