if I had to lose a mile
if I had to touch feelings
I would lose my soul
the way I do
I don't have to think
I only have to do it
the results are always perfect
and that's old news
would you like to hear my voice
sweetened with emotion
invented at your birth?
I can't see the end of me
my whole expanse I cannot see
I formulate infinity
and store it deep inside of me
Sunday, November 21, 2004
on the boulevard of broken dreams
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