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drunken podiatrist face full of feet seated at the reapers’ keep pleated sneakers freak seekers weaker than peeking tweekers needing respite a quiet pine cove beacons alone with disorganized thoughts, sleep evades capture melancholy and fidgety ***** fingers fumble in the needles absentmindedly truffle hunting little piggy, sad and introspective – well-wishers fish for the perfect dish the combination of flavors that will remove pain while creating pleasant inconsequential conversation as no one wants to look at reality even in times of loss …but at what cost? mossy lip gloss tossed plausible pauses cause raw nerve sawing – bunion burns and yellowed toenails curl once again seated in front of the lonely ******* red eyes hide nights of lies to wives despising the rising bile fruit flies dive against spore covered windows cluttered floor acts as a shore against poor ****** and he has the audacity to charge my insurance –
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 11:42 AM UTC
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drunken podiatrist face full of feet seated at the reapers’ keep pleated sneakers freak seekers weaker than peeking tweekers needing respite a quiet pine cove beacons alone with disorganized thoughts, sleep evades capture melancholy and fidgety ***** fingers fumble in the needles absentmindedly truffle hunting little piggy, sad and introspective – well-wishers fish for the perfect dish the combination of flavors that will remove pain while creating pleasant inconsequential conversation as no one wants to look at reality even in times of loss …but at what cost? mossy lip gloss tossed plausible pauses cause raw nerve sawing – bunion burns and yellowed toenails curl once again seated in front of the lonely ******* red eyes hide nights of lies to wives despising the rising bile fruit flies dive against spore covered windows cluttered floor acts as a shore against poor ****** and he has the audacity to charge my insurance –
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 11:42 AM UTC
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