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Dec 2010
Sound off your mind for this night, take a break and gasp out the sighs of your own lies, your earned it.
Demand cruise control to the neurotransmitters foiling so sporadic.
Set them an ease of peace.
Another bleak day with stripes of black and chrome, aerial(ed).
Releasing so many thoughts at once fleets over any Olympacy attained.
Pull the breaks on your skull.
Let the calm enrich a filthy head full.
Inflict your substance just right, contrary to everything bitterly precise.
Hangover hangover hangover.... the ledge.
Let it spiral the vertical course of dismantled upheavel.
The flummox that flew outgrew you, it was time.
Lackdaiscality is what's best, leave your duncical ruins to rest.
For your dubiosity hitherto was a rotted piece of cake.
Fresh from the mind of lies you relinquished and departed.
Free now to unlatch that choking seatbelt in your head.
The airbag will save you; immix the shuttered space.
For this sound off of your mind wrote content on your hirsuted face.
mEb
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mEb  Illinois
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   Isobel G
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