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things i think about when i'm not thinking
Work at the library, in spite of the whole being surrounded by books business, tends to involve me on autopilot. At some point over the last almost-a-year, I seem to have internalized the dewey decimal system and the categories we use enough that I reshelve using about two braincells. The rest are usually either slowly dying or considering BtVS, poetry, and various strange ideas. Today was a poetry day -- well, a song, really, but seeing as I haven't gotten around to fooling with chords etc beyond a basic melody in my head there's not much difference, is there? In any event I had this little snippet of chorus stuck in my mind so I figured I'd inflict it on anyone reading this, in the hopes of getting it out. Or else getting inspiration to throw a couple verses in.
and this isn't a confession
I've done nothing wrong
it isn't an obsession
it's just another song
without your name writ in it
though we both know:
it's you that i am singing,
when i say oh----...
...and that looks really, really lame when actually written. That's kind of disappointing: it sounded kind of cool in my head. Oh well.
I've done nothing wrong
it isn't an obsession
it's just another song
without your name writ in it
though we both know:
it's you that i am singing,
when i say oh----...
...and that looks really, really lame when actually written. That's kind of disappointing: it sounded kind of cool in my head. Oh well.
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