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2:23am - 09/16/01
if i ain't mad
what am i?
if i ain't sad
tell me, why do i wanna cry?
shouldn't worship
the wrong person
but there's no relationship
without some lesson
guess i'll never learn right
my mind seems blocked
and there's not quite
a key, to have it unlocked
keep using the same
worn out words and figures
making my poems sound lamme
lamme like motionless atom's pictures
</codeína nikélika>
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madness... alright!
::: back :::
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