Thursday, June 24, 2004
I am losing my mind
or just my center of gravity
plans and prepartions
big moves and big changes
one thousand pounds of shit i don't need
headed for my backsteat
with attatchments to every ounce
of everything i know and own
like ligaments
holding in place
the static life i'm leaving
i'm wobbling on new legs
and i don't know how to come to terms
with old people
or just my center of gravity
plans and prepartions
big moves and big changes
one thousand pounds of shit i don't need
headed for my backsteat
with attatchments to every ounce
of everything i know and own
like ligaments
holding in place
the static life i'm leaving
i'm wobbling on new legs
and i don't know how to come to terms
with old people
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