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Friday, January 20, 2006
content churns complacency
the body language between them casted doubt
thought there was a chance out
thoughts drifted between the miles
thought i heard you think of me
thinking too much
finishing wood & walls
links to friends names
long-distance psychic calls to france
romance; a shy friend
complacent and holding down a couch
the insedious ritual t.v engulfs a world
as a little girl i stole money for candy
ask me why over a joint & brandy
raising the stakes thirty seven stories high
stop coming around asking why
pay your debts
show intention
bite the bullet
the best cure for sickness is prevention
a musical monkey making a camillion dollars change colour
Out runnin'er blingillion platinum gold rimmed diamond plated hummer
billies faded old blue jeans
frayed & stained leg seams
dream magical monkies awake from the machine
it's not the music kids
it's your money that makes a world go around
& around & around & around...
poverty justifying your shoe thang'
under the thumb of the limelight
too cool to wear a sneaker twice
do you even want us to walk a mile in your rhinestone shoes?
does anybody use them after you?
whoa, that's quite the bruise!
words creating
let your "riches" grow into "wealth"
just do it already
everything else will follow
posted by Milli
at 1/20/2006 03:47:00 AM
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