Sunday, January 22, 2006

For whom the Belle tolls.

Space is off limits for me for now… not because of what you said, but where I stand.  Your Chemical Smile infects me, still.  You have found your Brand New Skin, why can’t I?
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1 comment:

Kozzuth said...

If you can't "find" your way, then "make" your way.

In other words, fake it to make it coz.

- Just a little cousinly advice from the star station paranoia a-rising.

1/23/2006 11:18 AM

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