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Oh, my friends. Bury your head, I'll help you bury your hands.

Created on 2009-03-03 03:54:59 (#18917750), last updated 2009-11-27

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Name:Kim
Birthdate:1989
Location:United States
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Mumbled, had a rumble, and I stumbled down the stairs
Smelling just like lumber, but my baby don't care
We went uptown, downtown, everywhere between
There was so much spilled milk we could've had a factory.
Silver poor house, plastic lungs, my bones,
if you take another look.
Sweat basted teenagers looking all around,
I see your babies crawling all over the ground.
They go "goo-goo, gaa-gaa," what the hell's that mean?
Not even I know where I am, so don't go look for me.
Things go dark, light, dark, light, day after day,
the flies weren't invited but they wouldn't go away.
The blanks were filled out, filled in but never complete,
there were so many dreams that there was no time to sleep.
Not a point to make, dodged a bullet, dredged the lake,
I had one bite of wedding cake and I about threw up.
I see bridesmaids, bridesmaids, hunting for a man.
'One more drink, and I think I'll marry him.'


Kim Van Hyning | 

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