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Wednesday, September 27, 2006
------------------------------------"Untitled"Bring me to a far away land BoozookaFilled with vodka, rum and champangeEmptiness, adrenalin running all over the placeFeeling the vibe, the bitesLove bites to be preciseThe gold, the silver, the nicely decorated redCrankiness starts building upSlurring dancing all around thinking its the end of timeGet back to reality you hear a voice sayThe E word is just round the cornerYou shun, you run but you just can't hideWishing Boozooka was a hideoutRandomness randomness randomnessYou feel it all aroundHigh on L. The L word, wonder whatOne better.
♥ 9:38 PM