Friday, March 5, 2010

When life gives you eggs, make omelettes

Friday, March 5, 2010
Mum, why does God make us so sad?
So that you'll laugh next time.


Read our plastic smiles, we have nothing left to hide.
Just bury me, just bury me.


Wells, if I'm not for you than maybe, just maybe, your Queen is?

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