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May 23, 2009
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Mate
say tomorrow
I get hit by a bus for instance
have to stay in hospital
broken bones and all of that
end up with fancies morphine
... or something
when I get THAT unsound
can I count on you friend of mine
will you help me finding me
I wouldn't like you doing that
you'll get kicked spitted'n despised
but I can't ask anyone else
Will you take me faraway
the place force me face myself
somewhere away dead silence
so that I get hear my voice again
— colourfulmary, May 23, 2009
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weirdelf
17 years ago
Only a mate can do that
colourfulmary
17 years ago
well...