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[taratemima]

I walk blindly,
but I'm just trying to do the right thing.
Stage left,
the jackal, proud and tight.
I poke around,
til the act is done.
I burn my fingers, burn my toes,
and dream of sleep.

I apologize a trillion times,
if I had a million dollars,
you can have it all,
if I should fall from grace from god.

Not my idea of a good time,
mental shock, distant reaction.

If you stayed, I'd only leave you,
the oldest swinger in town,
the girl with the kalieoscope eyes,
it's a glittering prize.

I was wrong to ever doubt,
sometimes you just don't come through,
the stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold.

I just know something good is going to happen.
Loved you once, don't love you anymore.

(This is composed entirely of randomly remembered song lyrics, due to a random complaint of poetry on the web looking like music lyrics. Guess them all and you get a cookie)