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:: Saturday, March 13, 2004 ::
we will take off our clothes and they'll be placing fingers through the notches in your spine and when all is breaking everything that you could keep inside now your eyes ain't moving now they just lay there in their climb
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Ellioto Gozoto 12:09 AM [+] ::
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:: Tuesday, March 09, 2004 ::
I just finished drinking a can of jumex...
when i saw the windex
i spouted a hex
for the ugly tex
and took another drink for the rest of the world
jumex is so delicious it makes me write suicidal antiestablishment poems...mmm...mango nectar
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Ellioto Gozoto 5:02 PM [+] ::
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:: Sunday, March 07, 2004 ::
cake-guitar...good song
i'm sitting by the window of your thirty-second floor apartment[my second floor apartment]
waiting for your[my] phone calls all to end
i'm sitting watching wind blow
watching time go
watching cars go by
i'm waiting for these memories to begin
if i threw my guitar[ti-89]
out the window, so far down
would i start to regret it
or would i smile and watch it slowly fall?
garbage trucks and taxi cabs
don't seem like they can reach me here
the clamor of jack-hammers seems so faint
the way you treat me like the only
slightly brings me down a lot
i don't think i'll ever be the same
if i threw my guitar[ti-89]
out the window, so far down
would i start to regret it
or would i smile and watch it slowly fall?
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Ellioto Gozoto 1:25 PM [+] ::
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THE BEAUTY MUST END SOMEWHERE
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