My Shoes
My Shoes
 

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"Those are your shoes. These are my shoes..."
-Slug
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"'Come to the edge,' he said.
They said, 'We are afraid.'
'Come to the edge,' he said.
They came.
He pushed them...
And they flew."
-Guillaume Apollinaire



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T-t-t-t-t-teacher, Teacher...
2005-03-10 9:07 a.m.


T-t-t-t-t-teacher, Teacher...

"T-t-t-t-t-t-teacher, teacher,
How can I learn patience?
Planted in the middle and outside of your nation,
Take the care to build a familiar foundation,
Speak to the youth that keep the truth sacred,
Free the, free the good inside your heart,
Your neighborhood,
It needs you to travel with your art
From New York to Cali,
Some day they'll all know
Cincinnati, Milwaukee, Chicago..."


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Someone thinks I'm an emochick in denial, on account of my last entry. At the risk of sounding defensive...

Can't a bitch have a bad day? Or week? Or hell, year? Damn.

In the words of the great Tyler Durden:
"You met me at a really weird time in my life."

Shower Power time!

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"If life's a game,
Gotta choose a side to play,
If I gotta pick a position,
Imma pick missionary."


(To that person, guess who spit these lyrics - the KING of emorap, Slug himself. See, frowns can be turned upside down & vice versa & vice versa & vice versa...)

Out.

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