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Dancing on the stage bathed in ultra violet is a dripping young honey making me ultra-violent. My three stooges become scrooges using ***** useless excuses to not be Zeus's and noose the spruce for their collusive abuses. I leave the troupe, loop back, snoop, try to ****** induce some juice, a little loose chartreuse The girl looks down from the platform, eyes vacant and hollow Ten years of this storm full of snake-pits and sorrow No glow but the glint of a nose speckled with snow Her heartbeat allegro slows, lower tempo - adagio For she's hooked to the pole by an IV of ******* and circumstance I regret holding the cash and stealing her glance. It falls from my hand, not that thats exculpatory and when I next catch her eyes, it's merely to say, 'sorry'
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Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 11:27 PM UTC
a clockwork orange
Dancing on the stage bathed in ultra violet is a dripping young honey making me ultra-violent. My three stooges become scrooges using ***** useless excuses to not be Zeus's and noose the spruce for their collusive abuses. I leave the troupe, loop back, snoop, try to ****** induce some juice, a little loose chartreuse The girl looks down from the platform, eyes vacant and hollow Ten years of this storm full of snake-pits and sorrow No glow but the glint of a nose speckled with snow Her heartbeat allegro slows, lower tempo - adagio For she's hooked to the pole by an IV of ******* and circumstance I regret holding the cash and stealing her glance. It falls from my hand, not that thats exculpatory and when I next catch her eyes, it's merely to say, 'sorry'
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Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 11:27 PM UTC
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