A Black Feather, A poison pen... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the guilty undertaker sighs, the lonely organ-grinder cries i feel like the inner springs of a tin soldier wound too tightly. jittery like a nervous cat in roomful of hyperactive puppies it's kinda lonely here in my head just now don't mind me just now, i'm just tired from the weight of a long day 12:58 a.m. - 2002-04-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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