Friday, December 21, 2012

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I pray with one eye open.
I pray with one eye closed.
I'm ready to go tonight.
How 'bout your soul?

She's been in my arms tonight.
Been far to long.
She's getting tired.
Rest her weary bones.

I'm on a mystery train.
Searching for the Grail.
My skin is getting pale.
My soul's in Hell.

Boo Radley.
Quiet as a mouse.
Never see him outside.
He's always in his house.

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