Sunday, July 12, 2009
A Song
Here they come walking to make another mess, Just where it will lead, is anyone's guess, One morning they find themselves wide-awake, Right in the middle of mistakes everyone makes, Every day the web gets more mangled, As all your friends lives become further tangled, It no longer matters who is right or wrong, We just want an end to this sad song.......
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