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3:05 A.M.

3:05 A.M. I am some kind of raving, slaving, mindless, hating, maniac-like, lunatic The ecstasy swept me up; so darn delighted, I could die; 3:05 A.M., the decadence and sins

*** This has been some kinda trip It's not over yet

3:05 A.M. too much nicotine, caffeine, too much bother repressing, too much safety in a nesting egg The ecstasy swept me up; so darn delighted, I could die; 3:05 A.M., the decadence and sins ***

Feeling so darn righteous, outta sight, anxious to get here again, friend; can I call you friend, or is it too close to the end? The ecstasy swept me up; so darn delighted, I could die; 3:05 A.M., the decadence and sins ***

(c) 2003 Nic Mcfiendish