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Broken, life seeping. Gutsy and lawless: Gunpoint switchblade Only seeing, never sleeping. Groan and crawl, muck and mud Run and **** Push my luck, down over. Over and over again. Head over heels Brain splatter banana peels. Spacey air, musty sight. Cold nights in the cold earth. Bent and spent, came and went. Statement of your rebirth. Voices drowning down salt streams. Craters on Retna Moon; green beams. Too many visitors. No hesitation. Sleeping beauty, my proclamation.
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Sep 12, 2012
Sep 12, 2012 at 10:09 PM UTC
Be Sure to Get Lost
Broken, life seeping. Gutsy and lawless: Gunpoint switchblade Only seeing, never sleeping. Groan and crawl, muck and mud Run and **** Push my luck, down over. Over and over again. Head over heels Brain splatter banana peels. Spacey air, musty sight. Cold nights in the cold earth. Bent and spent, came and went. Statement of your rebirth. Voices drowning down salt streams. Craters on Retna Moon; green beams. Too many visitors. No hesitation. Sleeping beauty, my proclamation.
chris-rodgers
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Sep 12, 2012
Sep 12, 2012 at 10:09 PM UTC
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