Aug 08, 2004 00:22
A pill for a coma
The glass strikes my previously wounded lips even as liquids turn lucid to red and she wonders away; captivated by a city where we expose our broken bones and vertebrae - We won’t be coming home tonight.
won't you sleep with a Paraplegic
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<3
*monie*
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