Repairman
By Prophint
I speak my mind and I speak to much. But you fixed that...
...with a knife
I fight to much for my own good. But you fixed that...
...with a saw
i think to much, and too many unhappy thoughts. I think about rebellion,
revolution, freedom, but love. I think about all the things you can't fix.
But you fixed that...
...with a drill.
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Copyright 2009 Prophint
Published on Thursday, September 10, 2009.
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