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Fashionable Fascism

2003-06-16

Well, looks like I was able to write something at work after all...

It's almost like a trance
When you walk by
I'm caught in your magetic field
Carried by a strange gravity
Into orbit around you
Forget the sun,
Your smile contains
All the warmth I'll ever need
Your eyes hold me so still
I think I could fall apart
All over you
I wish you could see yourself
They way I do
Fall inside my head
For just a moment
And you will understand

~Matt Magus

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