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sometimes we get lazy wrapped in the confinements of our own so we send fellow seekers to kiss the ground above. and i won't say i despise kids, because really, i don't. i just like to misplace their laces, knotted, rotted laces and command the ants to dissolve Hallow's candy away they pray, in God's sanctuary i respect Him, because really, i do-- just as much as politicians when they decide to drop out. you can say i'm causing lust to pilfer upon a window, or betting on the next world war nineteen but all i did today was take a swig of bourbon and drown my pen.
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Nov 23, 2011
Nov 23, 2011 at 6:37 PM UTC
the devil's bourbon (and pen)
sometimes we get lazy wrapped in the confinements of our own so we send fellow seekers to kiss the ground above. and i won't say i despise kids, because really, i don't. i just like to misplace their laces, knotted, rotted laces and command the ants to dissolve Hallow's candy away they pray, in God's sanctuary i respect Him, because really, i do-- just as much as politicians when they decide to drop out. you can say i'm causing lust to pilfer upon a window, or betting on the next world war nineteen but all i did today was take a swig of bourbon and drown my pen.
sometimes i wonder if the devil's good.
misnomer
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Nov 23, 2011
Nov 23, 2011 at 6:37 PM UTC
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