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im a rock and roll turd burger (alone, but not anything)
by Daryl Feina sour thursday night,
the fiddler is on his "roof",
alone, but not sad,
it would only be a waste of saltwater,
if I could only pay for the oxygen ive ingested,
if only I could shed these pains in youth,
alone, but not dejected,
just diswaded, uncertain and fearful,
belittled by life, like some honest mistake,
since you have been forbidden from me,
by the time you read this... I will be dead to you,
alone, but not anything 01/29/2004 Author's Note: no reason, dont ask....... piss off
Posted on 01/30/2004
Copyright © 2024 Daryl Fein
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