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the utter desecration the corpses are everywhere that we are if we are anywhere at all vibrancy! (the memory of it) has finally gone except in the puerile mooning dreamer as she wallows "in heat" and wanders mid stars the violent discussion forced upon almost everything we talk about as we become again mere slaves they say "god is not dead" (those who are killing god) we are so very beautiful but that is no excuse for stupidity tomorrow is frozen and still in the horror of today see see the corpses and the death and the war
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Mar 29, 2011
Mar 29, 2011 at 2:29 PM UTC
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the utter desecration the corpses are everywhere that we are if we are anywhere at all vibrancy! (the memory of it) has finally gone except in the puerile mooning dreamer as she wallows "in heat" and wanders mid stars the violent discussion forced upon almost everything we talk about as we become again mere slaves they say "god is not dead" (those who are killing god) we are so very beautiful but that is no excuse for stupidity tomorrow is frozen and still in the horror of today see see the corpses and the death and the war
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Mar 29, 2011
Mar 29, 2011 at 2:29 PM UTC
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