At the drive in By Guest. 26/08/08, 11:49 am |
| I didn't write it but its one of my favourite poems/songs i had a friend who died for something he really loved i had a friend who stood for none of the above i had a friend whose experience was riddled with scars who got drunk one night in the trunk of louie p.'s car i had a friend who'd love to scare you as was his affection and tremble you did 'cause you weren't worthy of his friendship i had a friend, but now he's stranded on the mesa street exit and sometimes i'm jealous 'cause i'm still at the intersection i had a friend whose heart was too heavy to hold yes there's blood on the median like a boat without oar. |
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