June
Wednesday 12 March 2008 photo 1/1
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Shiny floor, slippery feet,
Lights are dim, my eyes can't meet.
The reflection that turns my images,
Upside down so I can't see.
Thirty five,
People couldn't count.
On two hands the amount of times you made me stop,
Stop and think why are you being such a dickhead for?
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