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[title] => Looking Out a Two Story Building
[time] => 2006-04-03 19:38:47
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[bodytext] => It's the least anyone could really do. Like a fumble and a drop into... Look out Here it comes There it is Stupid does She stands All alone In the night Like a stone Set so Suddenly still She won't Recover will Will over Beauty, never Happily stationery Happily ever Had she Come down- Stairs with A frown I would Never see Happ... Happily Ever after Retrofitting All apologies Unforgiving Stupid, son- of-a No way La la la There was a girl. Stupid is as stupid does. No one saw her, like she never even was- Supposed to be, nonexistent like a sorry apology. Fixed in whatever they thing she should try and ought to be. Feeling so tired, feeling so down, almost blind and near deaf to any sound. Stupid is as stupid does, what else could there ever never be? Kick it like a habit that no one likes and you hope they will never see. If it was fact that heaven wasn't there, would you trade all your chips and run? Or would you kick back with and utter, turn up and bake under the sun? Legal tendencies that bore you, like the satisfaction of you getting found? Like the rules that no one listens to, realistic like your bloody head smashed on the dirty ground. It's not my job to present to you this conundrum, jump out your window instead. Flip as fast as you can so you can land on your simplistically redundant, big ole fat ole head. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 54 [informant] => exodus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => happypoetry )
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