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Saturday, January 2, 2010

Labyrinth.

They met at the subway,
they met on a train.
He saw her at the coffee shop,
asked for her name.
A few weeks of dating,
and she kept with her game.
She told him the truth,
she said she's insane.
So he asked, "Why the lies,
why the covers, the shame?
We're all psychotic, we're all this way:
It's all just a constant and churning migraine."

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