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misstree
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Terry Hall : I ruse the day that I ever met you, And deeply regret you getting close to me. I cannot wait to deeply neglect you, Deeply forget you, Jesus believe me You promised me poems. You might have been my reason for livin' I gave up on givin', gave up everything. We were a right pair of believers A couple of dreamers, So how come you hate me? You promised me poems You promised me poems You promised me poems Promised me poems (excerpt from "Poems" on _Nearly God_ by tricky. full lyrics at http://display.lyrics.astraweb.com:2000 /display.cgi?tricky..nearly_god..poems [remove the space. i hate messing up spacing. *sigh*])
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030921
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jezabel
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the words are so close to outstretched tongue, i can taste the air and sense them, but the brilliant boquets that i claim as my right are denied. a trap awaits me this weekend, a gentleman whom i once, long ago, wrote a poem for. such strange cycles cannot be ignored, even if i know it's only bait.
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030922
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misstree
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and all i ever got was advertising jingles
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030927
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god
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here' at mort's we got plenty of ducks! come on down and poke around.
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040929
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what's it to you?
who
go
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blather
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