And shes always gone too long anytime she goes away . Dark delivery clouds all over. Is it really the delivery thats so oppressive ? Just about everything seems to be a downward vector .. from dull light bulbs to spitting bull pups to dysfunctional customer service call centers. I just don't feel like trying hard enough of giving it all that i have , don't know why but again the old feeling of wanting to float away rears its head in all its glory . These are the times when the real character filters through , whether there really is the metal inside to get the job done or whether its all really soft as wax that will wash away with the first singe of heat . I dunno but just don't feel like proving myself out here anymore in this city full of dim light bulbs.
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People should read this.
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