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I can't lie on my back because my *** gets in the way Forcing my spine into a painful arch A bridge that won't fall I can lie on my front because my ******* are too small But that's no real comfort either When I run up or down stairs my whole everything ripples Like the flesh could at any minute just spring off Imagine, a skeleton on the steps Ha ha And that's great about such and such and so and so And what they're eating or not eating and how they've gotten their busts to grow And their waists to shrink But that doesn't make a **** bit of difference To the skeleton on the steps Encased in all this flesh. Thanks for the reminder, though.
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Jul 25, 2012
Jul 25, 2012 at 9:25 AM UTC
A Reminder
I can't lie on my back because my *** gets in the way Forcing my spine into a painful arch A bridge that won't fall I can lie on my front because my ******* are too small But that's no real comfort either When I run up or down stairs my whole everything ripples Like the flesh could at any minute just spring off Imagine, a skeleton on the steps Ha ha And that's great about such and such and so and so And what they're eating or not eating and how they've gotten their busts to grow And their waists to shrink But that doesn't make a **** bit of difference To the skeleton on the steps Encased in all this flesh. Thanks for the reminder, though.
saoirse
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Jul 25, 2012
Jul 25, 2012 at 9:25 AM UTC
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