The Framed Picture

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Spoken lies the setting sun.

"A baby cries, a firing gun"

My teachers are idiots, but at least they're educated.
My partets boss me around, but they know best.
My friends sing, but I'm off key.


All that, is worth what everything else isn't

- Have Faith

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