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Posted By	Discussion Topic: It's not the sleep that I can't steal, that wires me
SLASH Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans)	posted on 07-22-2001 @ 2:06 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00	Chrome It's not the things that I can't change, that bother me It's not the things that I don't know, that undermine me It's not the thing that I can't hold or the balancing wire that broke, that throws me It's not the fact that you walked out, that bewilders me It's not the sleep that I can't steal, that wires me It's not the coffee or the pills it's not the space that I can't fill that kills me Well in case you didn't know I've got a heart made of chrome It's been bent 'til it was twisted And in case you didn't know I've got a heart made of chrome It's been burned but it's still willing to try And shine It's not the drunks and their devices, that provoke me It's not the politics of love and distance, and all that that shit evokes in me It's not the sunday morning fights or this soul on ice, that numbs me It's not the passing of another Indian summer, that saddens me It's not the shutter in the undertow, that bears down on me It's not everything ending as it begins or the loneliness that grins that destroys me Well in case you didn't know I've got a heart made of chrome It's been bent 'til it was twisted And in case you didn't know I've got a heart made of chrome It's been burned but it's still willing to try And shine Funny how ev'rything was roses When we held on to the guns Write To Me Here Oh, I believe in yesterday's got nothing for me

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