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Desperate Times Come With Tangible Lies
Prose poetry, Stories and Music
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
The Cardigans
Desperate Times Prose: Volume VI
The Cardigans
The Cardigans aren't what they used to be
Their style is weak and they have no substance
The feel, appealing in my youth, does nothing for me now
Wrapped in their embrace, I shiver
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