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3 of 3As the tendons in the back of my knees Feel like they're being pulled I shatter into a clump onto the newly turned dirt A name; my name of them all to attend A pour my heart and slur my words dont the microphone The tar pours out of the speakers Its weird to see how you'll grow out of this You wont A month down the line I'm still here in the rain on a Thursday after collage and work Youd be another year older Rather and the same Ive lent over the grave and just joined you in thought More times I think the less time I spend anywhere else3 of 3


One days break, anothers tearsOne days break The crows squawking echo barely heard A 60 calibre handshake every .4 of a second People dressed like 5 year olds plastic heroes Camouflage doesnt work against vicious hands They enlist you declaring love and fucking parades All you get an old mattress and new techniques Trained from scum into scum wearing uniform Guns are pointless machines Unless you add pulsing meat fuses behind their trigger Dont wait to die youll just be an older target and a loathed enemy Dont think of placing that barrel near you head The decisions beenOne days break, anothers tears


argumentsmy lips are quevering all i can hear in the back grounds its rain pounding glass till point break I just wanted you to feel alive my arms have become blood covered sleeves hope you remember this because im already forgetting you This will be my words from dreams your only a dream from another death Please let me burn out but from the bottom of my wick till the bottom of my match The nurse will still check your pulse whilst you sleep After ive thought of smashing you face open and still kissing you "i feel like i care to much" and i pity you for that enlightening decisionarguments
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thank you
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come with us to the mighty boosh
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Jérôme.K
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(\_/) This is Bunny. Copy Bunny into your
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Real Ping-Pong is played for hard cash and ugly women.
My favorite car design by Giorgetto Giugiaro is: [link]
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i speak of love
and say goodbye
the red rose fades
withers and die's
YOU DIDN'T ATE ALL OF THOSE CANDY FOR ALL
THOSE POOR KIDIES WHO ARE TRICK AND TREATING
anyways, have a wonderful Halloween evening
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