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Sunday, February 6, 2005


   Give me novicaine
Take away the sensation inside
A bitter sweet migrane in my head
Its like a trobing tooth-pain of the mind.
I cant take this feeling anymore,
Drain the presure from the swelling
The sensations over welming
Poke with the needle and tell me verything will be all right and i wont feel a thing, so give me novacaine.
Out of body and out of mind,kiss the demonds out of my dreams
I get a funny feeling but thats all right, my god says that its ok, so ill tell you what, Drain the presure from my swelling
The sensations over welming Give me a sweet kiss goodnight,
and tell me verything will be all right and i wont feel a thing, so give me novacaine.

sry iv got nothin to say. but thats a thinger about how i wish i coulnt feel the pain of every day life. ( i dont actully want novacaine. the novicaine in this poem is my bf you know like a hidden meaning.)
anyway that way dumb sry 2 bother u and waist ur valuble time ^.^

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