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every roads a funnel
to the pit
the river of deceit
im happy though
until rod allen shows up again
sleeping pills are good
i like to be unconscious
fumbling my way
toward ecstacy
towards a broken foot
to the pit
the river of deceit
im happy though
until rod allen shows up again
sleeping pills are good
i like to be unconscious
fumbling my way
toward ecstacy
towards a broken foot
set your laughter free
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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I like this poem a lot.