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Aug 06, 2006 21:03

i dont know what to say, but i want to say somehting...

AS a sweater poses mittnes and unsuspected smiles, little moses driped down the stream of the nile. and a thumbling reply and awkword rigid laugh and im carried hepless by my floating basket raft. and or a flavor in my mind goes back and forth between sweeter then any wine yet bitter then mustard grain. playing dark as honey doo pumped for nickel bread, the trap i set for you seemd to caught my leg instead.
i do not exist, only you exist


my home is depressing
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