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Sunday, April 22, 2007

Black Ice

My drink is not kool. Marketing. Slipping into something comfortable. When the sun beats down a beating. Meet me on the side of the road before I slide away.

RedLine

When you wake up at the other end and it's the other end again, were those really dreams or were they people trying to get you off? Or were they just getting off?