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Mar 07, 2005 17:00

I want you to fall
head over heels,
the space between
your face and the floor
meets you in graphic dismay.

I want to see
mahogany floors turn the brightest red
from the blood that leaves
your empty head.

Do you even realize I am listening to every word dripping from your mouth?

Do you realize I'm more about you than what it's all about?

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frozen desserts cigarettequeer March 8 2005, 14:26:26 UTC
i hate school computers 'cause this is the only entry its letting me see.

:-(

gosh darn curses.

i say we attack the school computers with ice cream and other frozen desserts!

mahahaha

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