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The Music Died
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The Music Died |
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Triskaidekaphobia Member
since 2003-02-05
Posts 251In a state of disrepair... |
Nothing smells like teen spirt anymore and the tambourine is dead. Honey isn't mud and the sun is no black hole. Bullets aren't butterflies and chairs aren't silver. Nothing's faster than a cannonball because no one wishes you were here. Baba died in an elderly wasteland and there's no anarchy in the UK. That monkey's gone to heaven and I wish I was special and that people were strange. The day the music died..... "We all know Major Tom's a junkie" Ashes to Ashes - David Bowie |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
It happens that way  |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
So sad, such good writing. I am kind of strange - I like peanut butter and liverwurst sandwiches (but NOT lumpy oatmeal -- that takes one from strange to crazy!). Does that help a tiny bit? Seriously, I love this. |
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