blindhacker's Diaryland Diary

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as soon as you shook me by the sleeves

and the halo was made out of dustmites
the wings long gone
to greedy thieves
who took nothing but the sea
(i'm sure that's where the wings
originated from, circa 1933)
lap it up,
it's worth drinking,
now that it's empty
(knock next time, i'd be happy
to let you in)

8:09 p.m. - 2005-10-07

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