no mercy: the dirt

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Wednesday, May 3, 2006

the dirt

this can’t be my map I swear I was walking on a new road suddenly I see my boots are the same dusty and worn the horizon is bleak there are no road signs it seems I’ve walked in a circle now more lost than ever my love brings warm, soft relief yet not enough to save me I have to save myself I fear... Sign in to see full entry.

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