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coffee burns lungs, cigarette smoke, don't lie. Black Folgers tastes like cigarette smoke. Stars and visions of blank black back-then haunt neurons, twitch tears. The ******* lights and the gaudy bulb, who thought this was a good idea? Thomas Edison ruined the world so no thanks to Thomas Edison. I'd rather sleep on a dark-world night-time than a bright-world all-time. the grass-is-greener syndrome, Paris syndrome, I-exist-syndrome for the love of lavender lungs syndrome, suicide sounds as scary as life when you scream loud enough, that's true confinement. Jail-time on Earth. I don't believe this, why do I think like the devil? Can I blame it on Adam or whatshisname?
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Jan 15, 2013
Jan 15, 2013 at 10:08 PM UTC
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coffee burns lungs, cigarette smoke, don't lie. Black Folgers tastes like cigarette smoke. Stars and visions of blank black back-then haunt neurons, twitch tears. The ******* lights and the gaudy bulb, who thought this was a good idea? Thomas Edison ruined the world so no thanks to Thomas Edison. I'd rather sleep on a dark-world night-time than a bright-world all-time. the grass-is-greener syndrome, Paris syndrome, I-exist-syndrome for the love of lavender lungs syndrome, suicide sounds as scary as life when you scream loud enough, that's true confinement. Jail-time on Earth. I don't believe this, why do I think like the devil? Can I blame it on Adam or whatshisname?
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Jan 15, 2013
Jan 15, 2013 at 10:08 PM UTC
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