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Thursday, February 22, 2007

it wasn't

real.
and just like your desperate little words, you ain't real.

"I changed the tracks underneath the train so you can't find me again
And you can't trace my path, and you can't hear my laugh
I changed the tracks underneath the train"

cause i like my peace(train) and i'm not what you thought i was, either.

i'm real.
Posted by talking geography at 4:26 PM

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