Wednesday, January 24, 2007

silent, silent owned my own

Much people fill their time
With say concerning the daily storys
Concerning their fathers which is just bigamous again
Concerning their mothers which is just winning games
Or concerning their brothers which hobbies carve scorpions island sleeping him
But my more like standing apart, tell a story by the way of my own
Colour day with black ink, dismal of liver arrest detain is silent.


Much people pass day
Troop to explore town
Fringe the fish-net is at the same time suck one cigarette
Or munch cool approximant boiled peanut
But my more like sessile x'self in front of my computer
spend feeling pass is word-for-word
Or simply writing down him in a lef of paper
Which I buying at the price of a thousand just rupiahs

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