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You're a subtle subtitle:

"well, they're lining up to mad dog your tilt-a-whirl."

"well, the lies that you tell, I believed them so well."

"you jumped your queue"

"oh, well, I did my time in the jail of your mind."

"fuck ophelia, what the fuck did you do last time - do whatever it was that didn't involve me. time's not your friend."

"dorothy Parker again"

does that really need to be in quotes.

"did you bury the carnival with the lines and awl? excuse me while I sharpen my nails."


who art thou this time.

she has to pause the song - otherwise, she'll do like she did in the past - just quote it to you ad nauseum.

She's been stimulated but never hopeful.

better to play Pink Floyd's

"comfortably numb"

but apparently, she'd committed to going to Athens and she would see it all again and see if she felt anything like Kent did - any ghosts.
(she went to you)
to the future.

with the past as the very structure.

fred, she heard the song - "are you still jumping out of windows in expensive clothes" and she walked not ran to cd alley to purchase it and you understood.

I love you too.

even though I forsake carnal kernels....

"Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage"

"Oh this again"

"It will always be this until it isn't"

"oh you."

"oh you."

She exits some direction of the stage to try to avoid

something ....

"how I wish. how I wish you were here."

I would run over the same old ground.

I would till the same old fears

and I wish you were here.

x





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