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Oct 18, 2005 17:12

these days these nights i don't sleep, i carve GLORY GLORY into sheets of plastic and when the sun starts to rise i take to the porch with my gym shorts and messy hair and smoke cigarettes for whoever won't walk by. the hours slip & the blade slips, the powder in piles & piles & i lay on the wooden floor bleeding out irreproachable. this vigil: if ( Read more... )

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redelectricity October 18 2005, 21:20:25 UTC
i like this.
i like that word, "honeythick"
yeah.

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bopbopxo October 18 2005, 21:24:10 UTC
thank you.

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moodbizarre October 18 2005, 23:41:12 UTC
there.

yes.

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bopbopxo October 18 2005, 23:42:55 UTC
♥,

♥.

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