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I danced crazy dances on a dumpster with a crazy girl with infected crusty/bleeding scabs on her knees and I think I know how they - got there. She's one of those twisted mad/junkie types crashing into life like automatic weaponry raining down from helicopters exploding people's heads like pumpkins She moves fast and doesn't give a **** about what happens next. Back to the scabs...She can't go see a doctor, where the hell would she go? I was thinking I'd take some change and buy some peroxide and pour them on her knees - but I don't think she'd let me /and it might be too late for that That angry reddish streak coming up from one of them performing some kind of hostile takeover on her leg she's running from her problems but she ain't gonna get far if they have to amputate. I tried not to retch and throw up bile on her thinking about it (haven't ate yet) because I don't think it's her fault we all gotta make a living somehow/ just some of us are dying faster than others while they do it. I hate the way this society treats women.
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Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 11:29 AM UTC
Gutter Knees
I danced crazy dances on a dumpster with a crazy girl with infected crusty/bleeding scabs on her knees and I think I know how they - got there. She's one of those twisted mad/junkie types crashing into life like automatic weaponry raining down from helicopters exploding people's heads like pumpkins She moves fast and doesn't give a **** about what happens next. Back to the scabs...She can't go see a doctor, where the hell would she go? I was thinking I'd take some change and buy some peroxide and pour them on her knees - but I don't think she'd let me /and it might be too late for that That angry reddish streak coming up from one of them performing some kind of hostile takeover on her leg she's running from her problems but she ain't gonna get far if they have to amputate. I tried not to retch and throw up bile on her thinking about it (haven't ate yet) because I don't think it's her fault we all gotta make a living somehow/ just some of us are dying faster than others while they do it. I hate the way this society treats women.
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Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 11:29 AM UTC
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