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a new way of looking at... writings >> ross baker >> scared of what's out there |
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a funeral march rain pours down no one noticed your presence yesterday afternoon sleep falls crashing on the ground you look down black tunnels covering your eyes if it falls, don't be afraid mountain side eloping how do i feel? best sellers, talking in my language but i don't understand graffiti covers it up like a garden of brambles while everyone around agrees with each other wild dogs wild and high high tonight don't listen - i never do i'd like to thank you for all you've given me forever |