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Jan
25th
Written by Sam Rawlings on Monday the 25th of January 2010

Nothing profound sounds this polite and wiry. No cures allowed; They're all around everybody but nobody's telling Selling instead. Could live off this stuff Snort it when lost for words, When feelings pour towards the exit forgetting Resigned from upsetting only pretending to talk, Our intentions are falling; Lethargic from throats dry and sore From too much nothing. Resonant with... read more

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