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Either I'll see you in ten minutes, God or I’ll be lying in bed self-induced coma oatmeal upbringings from my esophagus tremor stricken shrunken sobs grasp onto life or onto toilet paper in my bath of uppers ill insist on decency wear white forced affection carry me on chairs and take my candy and my daughter will exasperate at the end of the lane MOM and will see the triple entante of assistance and will choke and stroke my forehead and ill meet prostitutes and color and expel black liquids from all crevices of my body make this easy on me God or I’ll see you in ten minutes
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Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 7:46 AM UTC
see you in ten minutes.
Either I'll see you in ten minutes, God or I’ll be lying in bed self-induced coma oatmeal upbringings from my esophagus tremor stricken shrunken sobs grasp onto life or onto toilet paper in my bath of uppers ill insist on decency wear white forced affection carry me on chairs and take my candy and my daughter will exasperate at the end of the lane MOM and will see the triple entante of assistance and will choke and stroke my forehead and ill meet prostitutes and color and expel black liquids from all crevices of my body make this easy on me God or I’ll see you in ten minutes
liz-paola
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Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 7:46 AM UTC
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