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Porcelain rectangles lining the fine china cabinet of an always open jaw, be weary traveler of coming close, deep in an ever lasting winter waiting for the thaw. Let us cook up fajitas in a halfway house and talk about how we wish we could draw, pretty pictures to send home to those we love and those we hate. You say come to Florida and get sober, me constantly running from I ever growing older. Face my fears? Be bolder? Or stay where the drugs are cheap and the weather colder. Walking down Atlantic Avenue look at all the normal people with their beers Porcelain teeth grinding away Porcelain teeth grinding until they crack There are eyes in these hills, and barrows overflowing with our young dead who got started on pills. My ship became caught in this whirlpool while I was sailing for a thrill. ...There are numbers and figures which lay beyond the zero...
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Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC
fajitas
Porcelain rectangles lining the fine china cabinet of an always open jaw, be weary traveler of coming close, deep in an ever lasting winter waiting for the thaw. Let us cook up fajitas in a halfway house and talk about how we wish we could draw, pretty pictures to send home to those we love and those we hate. You say come to Florida and get sober, me constantly running from I ever growing older. Face my fears? Be bolder? Or stay where the drugs are cheap and the weather colder. Walking down Atlantic Avenue look at all the normal people with their beers Porcelain teeth grinding away Porcelain teeth grinding until they crack There are eyes in these hills, and barrows overflowing with our young dead who got started on pills. My ship became caught in this whirlpool while I was sailing for a thrill. ...There are numbers and figures which lay beyond the zero...
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Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC
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