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January 5, 2008
by this stage
there's a point in every lifetime
and this might as well be mine
because I feel like I'm endlessly drifting
and running out time
you look like someone I know
someone so far away from here
it's basic nostalgia
this bridge is taking me places
that I'm unsure of where...
living by my last name
no one ever listens
all of these restaurants have my information
does anyone say I love you and mean it?
such infamous prose
building a reputation
this might be the last week
anyone remembers me
Posted by nemov at January 5, 2008 10:58 PM
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