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- this is just a Slum  --  this is just a Slum. this is just a Dungeon full of monkeys n Crumbs... they rummage through the Trash  --  smashing yer Drum,, strumming their guiTars  --  barring you in Cages. this is a Furnace  --  this is a Furnace. this is just a furnace full of ashes n Fern... ...first its yer Flesh  --  then its yer Nerve;; burning to thee End  --  ending in an Urn. this is a Prison  --  "this is just a Cell." this is just a Shelter of a skeletons deMentia... ..."ever met the people with a needle in the Retina?" never ever Ever  --  never even Seen em... ..."credit to the Devil  --  dwelling in Hell." this is a Palace  --  "this is a Palace." this is just a palace where the people give yer Words back... ..."acting as a Friend"  --  infecting yer Palate,, slashing yer Tongue  --  "tugging yer Blanket"... ...thanks to yer Mouth  --  now i never Sleep. yer "speaking to the Wall  --  crawling with Shadows." .
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 3:22 PM UTC
Teen Spirit
- this is just a Slum  --  this is just a Slum. this is just a Dungeon full of monkeys n Crumbs... they rummage through the Trash  --  smashing yer Drum,, strumming their guiTars  --  barring you in Cages. this is a Furnace  --  this is a Furnace. this is just a furnace full of ashes n Fern... ...first its yer Flesh  --  then its yer Nerve;; burning to thee End  --  ending in an Urn. this is a Prison  --  "this is just a Cell." this is just a Shelter of a skeletons deMentia... ..."ever met the people with a needle in the Retina?" never ever Ever  --  never even Seen em... ..."credit to the Devil  --  dwelling in Hell." this is a Palace  --  "this is a Palace." this is just a palace where the people give yer Words back... ..."acting as a Friend"  --  infecting yer Palate,, slashing yer Tongue  --  "tugging yer Blanket"... ...thanks to yer Mouth  --  now i never Sleep. yer "speaking to the Wall  --  crawling with Shadows." .
Silent........Silence: the loudest thing ive ever Heard. Weak........Weakness: the strongest thing ive ever Felt. Dark........Darkness: the brightest thing ive ever Seen. Bitter........Bitterness: the sweetest thing ive ever Tasted. "Smells Like Teen Spirit." - .
robert-pulsen
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 3:22 PM UTC
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