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Short but not sweet
No one will know / no one will care / because all I left behind was my dead strands of hair
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May 22, 2011
Flosi's Victory
Wise and wistful Njal perched pleasantly in the heart of Iceland / Vengeance victory and voluptuous vial veined through Flosi Njal as innocent as an infant / His demeanor held neither mediocrity nor morals but rather an emotion enthralled ego
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May 22, 2011
Boston
Dye my hair black and drench my lips in venom red. / Snag a ticket at the bus station in town and watch the country fade away in a blur / Slither off the bus with clasped fingers around one suitcase with both hands reaching towards the gray skies, trying to tickle the glowing Citgo sign
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May 22, 2011
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