I know a girl, she's
a rubber chick. She
bounces to an fro. Its
hard to know which way she'll
go. If you catch her don't forget
that she's a rubber chick. If
you ever let her slip, you'll
regret the minute that you met.
If you hug a bit to tight,you'll
never see that girl again. If you
know a rubber chick, remember, she's
just a girl you know.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
insomnia
where we are and when it is, we never really rest. moments of shut eye can't do anything for me right now, but i still try. the rising sun is just a cruel reminder of just how bitter the drug can be. i'm tied in a knot with no two ends. maybe three, maybe one, but it will never be a shoelace. that i can promise you.
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