intheeventofmydeath...
Sometimes I die. Sometimes I don't die. I the event that I do... let it go.
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Sunday, March 6, 2011
you do it to tourself. you do. And noone else...
I fell down and knicked my knee,
bruised a little...
but,
I was dancing in the streets.
Tomorrow I will walked with a gimpy gait,
but at these times
i will not
forsake.
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