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thejunipertree) wrote2004-12-28 12:23 pm
thejunipertree) wrote2004-12-28 12:23 pm
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I feel so cold,
on hookers and gin.
This mess we're in.
Woke up this morning with my new CD player skipping over and over, hooked on those two lines. They slowtrancedrumbeat through my head all day, lulling me to an uneasy sleep. Slit-eyed and drowsy, warm and wobble-headed.
I've been in this cocoon for far too long. Three years.
It's time to emerge.
Slow, but sure. Baby steps.
I can take my time doing this.
on hookers and gin.
This mess we're in.
Woke up this morning with my new CD player skipping over and over, hooked on those two lines. They slowtrancedrumbeat through my head all day, lulling me to an uneasy sleep. Slit-eyed and drowsy, warm and wobble-headed.
I've been in this cocoon for far too long. Three years.
It's time to emerge.
Slow, but sure. Baby steps.
I can take my time doing this.