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Monday, December 31, 2007
Chemicals in Check
Sigh your heart out to me.
I'm done rubbing my eyes out.
I don't want to feel the drop anymore.
I'm tired, but you're not.
So you plunge with me.
When do we rise?
Please say its soon.
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