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Thursday, November 10, 2011

Momma told me not to hang my drawers outside
Said I might attract the wrong crowd about
Well momma forgot
That the crowd's already in the house
With their laced up boots and moonshine eyes
Ready to crack the box on her little child

Been too long since I opened my windows
Perhaps today I'll try and bask in your beams
And let them wash away
The soil off my feet
The perjury
Of yesterday's promises

-4.32am, 10/11/2011
Taman Melawati

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