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an idea put to death unread and strangled by your own hand hung with letters i forgot to write just like we all move forward only ending up back where we wish we could maybe you should just slit your fucking throat.
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Submitted by
planes On May 24, 2002
More Examination Of The
A Feeling Is Always/never
Over Indulgence
Black Hair, Black Eyes
Each Lust In Prada
She's No Stitch