asklepiades (asklepiades) wrote,
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Slowly Their Necks Turn And Then They're Gone

there i was thinking, what should i do?
i could go out, make a time of it,
be alive, or i
could just go back to my dorm,
maybe chat online.
it's grand going out, being alone.
doing whatever i want.
but some nights it's just so
terribly lonely
eating alone.
anyway,
there i was,
singing these things to myself.
and i enter my dorm to the sound of

when busy streets a mess with.. people
would stop to hold their heads.. heavy
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