Cold like bones.
Kills the weather inside.
It pierces like wet denim.
In deep pockets our hands confide.
A dollar for your dollar.
Hasty heads collide.
There's green beneath our feet.
Eff the other side...
Monday, January 07, 2008
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1 comment:
eff it! ya!
(cuz i have no clue what u are talking about)
but eff it all the same!
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