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Jun 16, 2025 22:58
and for now a
poem
i had to go to the rocks.
and now my legs is
tired
hehe. beads.
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alythatgirl
February 8 2004, 08:48:51 UTC
did you go to *gasp*?
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steal_rothko
February 8 2004, 18:36:22 UTC
poem, pt. 2:
inside the hamper,
four nickels from the pocket of my
pants.
buying a newspaper this morning?
cadaver.
dr. pepper.
bukkake to "rocky."
when he fights mr. t.
splash.
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sunfistkid
February 8 2004, 22:52:00 UTC
poem inst ground
tres
when you're in a puddle of your own
blood
& piss.
there is an angel on your shoulder
with a
gravel'esque-type vocal.
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inside the hamper,
four nickels from the pocket of my
pants.
buying a newspaper this morning?
cadaver.
dr. pepper.
bukkake to "rocky."
when he fights mr. t.
splash.
Reply
tres
when you're in a puddle of your own
blood
& piss.
there is an angel on your shoulder
with a
gravel'esque-type vocal.
Reply
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