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Privacy to sing; to think; to dance; to slice. to be or not to be left with my thoughts let them stir themselves like a spoilt stew or limp, useless, worthless, rotten meat that's good for nothing. dead and left for flies and worms; i hath made worms meat of me. deserted and alone with my inner most thoughts; desires; wants; passions; My sacred groove My sanctity My hollow alter and Ceramic pool of most holiest tap water. Locked. Where noone can capture my hunchback, deformed, depressed thoughts and passions As I Cry Sanctity. where they cannot be killed where i can bow so stubborn knees but not regret the effects of mine crimes? help angels, make assay. i am naked i am relieved i am pleasured i am truthful in this hollow tub of release i thank whoever invented indoor plumbing for my madness and sanity for all that glitters is not gold.
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Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 3:09 PM UTC
The Bathtub.
Privacy to sing; to think; to dance; to slice. to be or not to be left with my thoughts let them stir themselves like a spoilt stew or limp, useless, worthless, rotten meat that's good for nothing. dead and left for flies and worms; i hath made worms meat of me. deserted and alone with my inner most thoughts; desires; wants; passions; My sacred groove My sanctity My hollow alter and Ceramic pool of most holiest tap water. Locked. Where noone can capture my hunchback, deformed, depressed thoughts and passions As I Cry Sanctity. where they cannot be killed where i can bow so stubborn knees but not regret the effects of mine crimes? help angels, make assay. i am naked i am relieved i am pleasured i am truthful in this hollow tub of release i thank whoever invented indoor plumbing for my madness and sanity for all that glitters is not gold.
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Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 3:09 PM UTC
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