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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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eiremagic August 19 2009, 03:27:08 UTC
This is almost pathetic.

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anycuntcould August 19 2009, 03:32:26 UTC
You've a thing in common with the devil, then.

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eiremagic August 19 2009, 03:34:06 UTC
Yes.

I've been told that before.

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anycuntcould August 19 2009, 03:36:14 UTC
How's living in the body of a young girl working for you?

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venomouselle August 19 2009, 05:32:39 UTC
...artichokes?

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anycuntcould August 19 2009, 05:47:05 UTC
Midnight's over, don't ask.

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venomouselle August 19 2009, 05:48:43 UTC
I'd like to be compensated for my suffering anyway.

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anycuntcould August 19 2009, 05:51:05 UTC
Your price?

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miss_waldorf August 19 2009, 06:35:13 UTC
Not a fan of free verse.

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anycuntcould August 19 2009, 06:37:08 UTC
And I'm no fan of being under an influence that makes me look pissed out of me mind.

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miss_waldorf August 19 2009, 06:40:45 UTC
Well then, you're excused.

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anycuntcould August 19 2009, 06:42:59 UTC
I suppose that calls for a thanks.

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anycuntcould August 19 2009, 06:38:08 UTC
I plagiarized.

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anycuntcould August 19 2009, 06:43:19 UTC
Sue me.

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thrillofthe August 19 2009, 13:41:34 UTC
Artichokes.

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anycuntcould August 19 2009, 22:38:01 UTC
Yes. What of it.

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thrillofthe August 20 2009, 00:56:20 UTC
An interesting noun choice.

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anycuntcould August 20 2009, 00:57:40 UTC
Not mine, thank christ.

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