Monday, May 24, 2010

Losing a whole year.

If it's not the defense then you're on the attack
when you start talking I can hear the Prozac,
Convinced you've found your place
with the pierced queer teens in cyberspace.
When you were yourself it tasted sweet,
but it sours into a routine deceit,
Well this drama is a bore, and I don't want to play no more

adrina.

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