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/Laurentian Ghosts
After the Burial
How could I tell you about this girl?
About her life.
All I've done was nasty,
Yet, look at what she does to me.
/riff1
/guitar
/guitar
She wasn't anything easy for me to describe,
If I tell you I never thought about her,
That was a lie.
It just was more or less like this:
/riff2
Heavy Metal,
And she's like,
Hg? Yeah, G. /boss
Could she tell you what pitch the song was in.
How was the wave played to the overal spectra?
Could she show you all the mathematics she done,
In the far from today tech?
Was she just an idiot walking amongst the crowd?
How did she do that?
Through pure inspiration?
Through breaks in between lessons?
Through walks around the park?
Or what had her life really been?
About a knocked up loser?
About a knock off soul? /so
/She asks...
Me am I thinking of anything?
I blink my eyes and she thinks I has the answer?
Who was around her life and what were they teaching her,
Before she could speak from the understandable words.
Except, wait.
Have it dead?
Boston Latitude Coordinates
B=x,y
x=42.360
y=71.0589°
No the freaking code is not working with the website's html.
Why dat is?
/pickupultimate
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