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by Curing the Comon Cliche   Jun 4, 2009


VIP access only
Can I see some ID?
I'm trying not to be bitter
But then again, you do know me

You swear you can't see my pupils
I can promise you they're there
I can hear the butterfly behind you
Counting ruthless in your glare

Taste the heavy medium
Breathe it in and watch it float
VIP access only
But I don't think anybody knows

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