

Fallen down a well shaftFallen down a well shaftFallen down a well shaft
I’ve fallen down a well shaft, And there’s no one else around. I’m waist-deep in freezing water, And six feet underground.
There’s nothing I can do now, But watch rain clouds fill the sky, Won’t someone come to help me out? Will no one pass me by?
I only see a fragment Of the world above the well, Maybe somewhere there is sunlight; From here I cannot tell.
I’ve fallen down a well shaft, I’m as lost as I could be, Maybe I have been forgotten… Do you remember me?
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The '50sHe has a cigarette in his mouth; I think she had it in her’s before. a white face in a black picture. Everyone is looking for that something. Everyone has an apparent hole in their chest.The '50s
He is charmelon. She is blonde. He is a poet, or a reporter; a traveling journalist
with glasses.
I don’t know where they’re going; I don’t care.
this is obviously the nature of war--whatever time period. I like to imagine him taking her back to his place to watch Un Chien Andalou
and read Tzara to eachother, but you know, that probably didn’t happen.
its so great that this p
[-natty was here-]
thanx for the visit btw <3
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Yeah, I'm a female dog... What's your excuse?
Arcanine! <3
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"...Because Everything in Life Happens in a Completely Idiotic way"-Tristan Tzara
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i'm the 25 21 4 8 1 the stargazer
and i'm still sleepin in
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It takes a small person to beat a defenseless animal... but it takes an even smaller person to eat that animal. ---> free me <---
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