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f e b r u a r y the month we all went mad in parallel to the month of august when we all pledged right hand up, against our hearts, our chests we are sane and strong and good we all pledged to stay well six months later, we toast to those people those people who are unrecognizable, now, in the fog of the glass they draw x’s and o’s with their polished nails and blow desperate, sticky kisses so we know that they were us if only for a minute our saints of the past won’t cease ******* us demons, when february has passed they will be back then we’ll blow fairy dust off our fingertips & wake up with ******* on the carpet.
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Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 11:51 AM UTC
february
f e b r u a r y the month we all went mad in parallel to the month of august when we all pledged right hand up, against our hearts, our chests we are sane and strong and good we all pledged to stay well six months later, we toast to those people those people who are unrecognizable, now, in the fog of the glass they draw x’s and o’s with their polished nails and blow desperate, sticky kisses so we know that they were us if only for a minute our saints of the past won’t cease ******* us demons, when february has passed they will be back then we’ll blow fairy dust off our fingertips & wake up with ******* on the carpet.
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Apr 24, 2013
Apr 24, 2013 at 11:51 AM UTC
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