Aug 18, 2009 20:23
The air pressure alters and the air fills up with artichokes
A smell of piss and sodium, a noise like bitches twisting inwards, caught and left for carrion
Razorlight, razorlight
And
I
Fall.
cursed cursed cursed,
for real this time
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I've been told that before.
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