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I am listening to an old cassette tape in the living room I am all alone... nobody's home. I want to shout to the world, I want to slap someone, to punch anybody. My guts are bulging, my nose is flaring. I could hear my heart beat in my ears. Lub-dub Lub-dub Lub-dub Lub-dub My foul mouth is ready to fire a bazooka. Is this the life I have chosen? Yes and no, I cannot answer one. Maybe is my bet. I want to reach the stars and taste The flaming fire in my mouth I want to **** the sun and be done with it. BOOOOOOM!! My ****** body is hesitant to do things, Yet my mind rumbles and grumbles from The ground to the heavens. Aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrggghhh!! I am past of my blooming years literally, Yet here I am so late and blind and coward To face the changing world. Yes indeed I am a ****** And life is slowly ****** me.
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Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 8:39 PM UTC
Queer Feelings
I am listening to an old cassette tape in the living room I am all alone... nobody's home. I want to shout to the world, I want to slap someone, to punch anybody. My guts are bulging, my nose is flaring. I could hear my heart beat in my ears. Lub-dub Lub-dub Lub-dub Lub-dub My foul mouth is ready to fire a bazooka. Is this the life I have chosen? Yes and no, I cannot answer one. Maybe is my bet. I want to reach the stars and taste The flaming fire in my mouth I want to **** the sun and be done with it. BOOOOOOM!! My ****** body is hesitant to do things, Yet my mind rumbles and grumbles from The ground to the heavens. Aaaaaaaaarrrrrrrggghhh!! I am past of my blooming years literally, Yet here I am so late and blind and coward To face the changing world. Yes indeed I am a ****** And life is slowly ****** me.
YRada
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Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 8:39 PM UTC
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