If it's in my mind
Where does it go.
If simplicity bequeath,
A beautiful no.
Where are the flowers,
To light my grave,
Where are the hours
To waste away?
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Submitted: Apr 20, 2007 Reads: 43 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
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Douglas is in our closet, remember? You said to keep him there until the cops go away.
I know where it goes. But I won't tell you!
Nice work, hun :)
Posted: Apr 20, 2007
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