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Morgan
White's pet
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Beyond the Blacktop
The sun's so vengeful now,
Stuck here in this town,
Like you and me.
Pinned so quietly
To this.
Follow the lines
decode the signs.
Pinpoint our location
South of twisted motivation
and North of all we knew.
Here's where we are,
Where we've been,
And where we're running to.
Comfort always made the rescue, we always hoped "for the best". I'll burn this with torches, and drown in my consideration "You are far too squishy to ever be feared." White.
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Posted 09-21-2010, 02:16 PM
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