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All Dressed Up and Nowhere to Go
Author:
Westbound Hill PM
I Wrote This When I Was Waiting Fo Some People To Pick Me Up
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 85 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 05-24-06 - id: 2180441
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How Sad.

Its A Bloody Drag.

Where Am I Suppose To Go.

They Were Supposed Come

But They All Left Me Hanging.

How Sad

Its A Bloody Drag.

I'm Already Late

I'm Already Late

How Much Longer Do You Think

I Should Wait.

How Sad

Its A Bloody Drag

Its A Bloody Drag

Walking In High Heels

Running Up The Hills

Cold Metal Against My Neck

Eyes Burning Outta My Mind

And I Say Again

How Sad

How Sad

Its A Fucking Drag.

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