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March 25, 2005
Yeah yeah yeah
Little things promise to happen, making everything better. Little hints from the fates, namedropping and such. "this is going to be coming up fast, so be ready" But these little things, they've yet to come.
Like the four-letter death-sentence - L.O.V.E.
Yeah, it promised me a little sharing, said that my time was almost up.
Geat liar that it is, love never produced the goods. So I'm sitting, waiting, watching. The people who pass are all the same, and they've been by before.
Nothing changes.
Nothing is different.
"Stuck in a rut" I imagine someone saying. And they are right. No way out of this rut - just have to sit tight and see if it bothers to go. All the while, still waiting for love to come good.
Posted by requiem at March 25, 2005 02:32 AM
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