Nothing To Say, and No Time To Say It
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June 16, 2004 - 1:01 PM Walk Down a Fire Lane and Koala Oil SpotsThey were driving 55 and she didn’t care. She didn’t even see the road anyway. All she saw was the long goodbye and how it still felt in her chest. And the shaking that just had started to subside. Always the shaking with him. She stayed behind the slow people and wanted the drive to last as long as possible. The songs played. They went from him to her in a way that most others wouldn’t understand…or at least that’s how she felt. And she came down and the fall was long and hard but expected. And necessary 1 That's so headgear... Axis: Bold As Love - July 01, 2004 Downside - June 30, 2004 random crap---its monday - June 28, 2004 Quest for Feet - June 25, 2004 I Don't Heart Gnats - June 24, 2004
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