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take a swig from the jug in the dark; watch the flies move through the bedroom and congratulate the rest on throwing out the things they used to wear jokes on them, our wardrobes were tattoos, and they aren’t skin deep recollect a book of stamps call it your past and burn it there are far better things to stab with needles than the arms of patients being waved in distress
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 12:18 PM UTC
old wardrobe
take a swig from the jug in the dark; watch the flies move through the bedroom and congratulate the rest on throwing out the things they used to wear jokes on them, our wardrobes were tattoos, and they aren’t skin deep recollect a book of stamps call it your past and burn it there are far better things to stab with needles than the arms of patients being waved in distress
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May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 12:18 PM UTC
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