chris-ottWhisper

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mall traffic six days before christmasi stopped in the crosswalk to light a cigarette / then continued on my way down the street / the cars were of no threat to running me over;
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Dec 19, 2011
drunk in the winterintoxicated again. / holding in alcohol. / vomiting words.
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Dec 12, 2011
Loneliness breeds Godliness.this will sound more offensive than I mean it. / knowing that, read at your own risk. / I do not need a big brother as
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Dec 12, 2011
don't mess with texas.keep reading those cue cards governor / keep living in your fake theatrical world / keep your facade of cleanliness and trust
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Dec 9, 2011
i'm no political activistbut, the fact that police are now / kicking, beating, arresting and bullying / american citizens who wish to make a
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Dec 9, 2011
i'll wait for you when you wait for mei'll wait for you in libraries / hiding out with all the other / dead romantic writers and
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Dec 9, 2011
ADD Sons, Misguided Lawyers, and Bloody Steaks.My most monstrous fear that eats at me / (like a mechanic devours his rare, bloody steak) / is that one day I'll wake up and be normal
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Dec 8, 2011
sinkholes filled with grey matteryou left sinkholes / in my head / large enough
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Dec 8, 2011
Artistic Apathythe guitar yells at me for not picking him up / the bass hides in the closet, feeling neglected / the drums are hollow and dull now, forgotten
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Dec 7, 2011
coffee shopthere's a hippie girl waiting for me / in a coffee shop a few blocks up the road. / she has no idea im not coming.
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Dec 7, 2011
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