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blood clot caught in a kleenex last week (ohgawdwhatdoesitmean!)

The blood clot is

back. Up to old

tricks. A halloween mask.

A heart attack with a laugh,

 

One day. that old

**** is gonna kick,

Leave me with his water gun collection .

Body in the ocean

 

                                                                          Someone built a giant cave

                                                              inside of me last night. When I was sleep-

                                                                      ing someone built a cave in side

                                                                 of me last night.when i was sleeping.

Someone built a giant cave inside of me last night someone. Built a giant cave inside of me last night .

                                                            

                                                                             Body in the ocean.

          

Now it's ocean everywhere it's

flowing  but nothing flows.

The ocean is still now

so still it is a salt lick.

 

Body in the ocean.

Chopped off his own scalp

sever'd Body after Body in

the ocean. Skinless. Battered. Beaten. Bested. Busted appendix. Internally bleeding. Externally bleeding. Bleeding from the mouth. Bleeding from the eyes, ears, and throats.    The devastating side effects of self-

anhila-

tion..

                                                                        

                                                                        Every one laughing at the bl

                                                                                                                                 o

                                                                                                                                 odclot

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Feb 3, 2012
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