It's quite clear that I'm stuck here, so I'll devise a plan and cut out a door in my new living room floor. The porch light is so bright, that I will quickly sneak down the dark metal shape of the rusty fire escape.
I bought a one-way ticket, 'cause I knew I'd never see the ground. Unless I was aboard a jet plane, and we were going down.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
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