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By vague hit
is this where its coming from angry ungrateful unconscious turned round again too many places where we become hollow hungry to reach a quick end and me with no knowledge to find out whats been right next to me ive finally found where im coming from ive finally found the end my minds been traced in the snow i watched it melt away too late to hold whats been steadily shifting away why bother when i dont need whats come back again hang on to your complexes unravel and lie in the threads maybe we're all found unconscious maybe its time to play dead hungry for what i can see but dont want to heal saved when i touch whats come round again saved when i no longer feel Written October 17th, 2001 © on Oct 17 2001 02:57 AM PST 20 • 0 • 9
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"is this where its coming from ..."