By Cosette
Date: 14 July 1999

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we sit here with a group of viewers with scoops of ice cream
while our lips are red from munching cherries covering our teeth
are we here for torture to follow the actor's spilling their guts
as if we are gathering ours from them whom we wish we were?
yes this is another hopeless case of unfortunate coincidence 
i bet we would win a Grammy if we were acting that sequence
who would have thought you become a native to my territory
in this place with a crowd totally engrossed to a story?
i begin rolling over your tape starting this second
while you are multiplying my figure with your passion 
if only i could stop the movie to display its credit
coz not so soon from now, the lights will be dimly lit
damn i hope you would never be a subtrahend to me
'til that title flashed boldly again on that screen


1999.06.13
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