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My Own Fing
I am the grain of salt within the sugar bag
The point where dark bites the light
The in growing thorn on the perfect rose
Encouraging the incorrigible
rules the follow
reverse the last line and start with next
Tears of the wine
Feeling sad if i felt
No time for time
Never finished a blink
Same
Another
Day
Sad comforts happiness in a melancholy way
Weirdos assemble
or don't
couldn't care anyway
Think you can figure me out
Give it a shout
Lee and fleet never shout
Whats that line about
Give you a big clue
705
survived blue
con the troversial
unstopp the able
Can't choose
Ant or dec is ion
Clark laughs at Wilbur and Orville
Faith has lost itself
simply simple
I know the answer
but no one asks the question
so just doing my own fing
Thinking outside the thoughts
Copyright ©
Christopher Quigley
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