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toothless junkies         rifle through trinkets              hearts leaking tar            onto the bus’s gummed out floor hoodied heads bow              begging for a break     or a stake in the heart         or a steak           half burnt trees flay   flash by      pray         for one less day                  dogs chase            the beat up clunker                              yellow         gnashing blindly          at the machinery          screaming dust               in the world’s                  face          I hate Mondays 4/19/11
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Apr 25, 2011
Apr 25, 2011 at 8:16 AM UTC
i hate mondays
toothless junkies         rifle through trinkets              hearts leaking tar            onto the bus’s gummed out floor hoodied heads bow              begging for a break     or a stake in the heart         or a steak           half burnt trees flay   flash by      pray         for one less day                  dogs chase            the beat up clunker                              yellow         gnashing blindly          at the machinery          screaming dust               in the world’s                  face          I hate Mondays 4/19/11
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Apr 25, 2011
Apr 25, 2011 at 8:16 AM UTC
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