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the brutal menagerie of images (vampires, ghouls, friends, lovers) that seem to hold us **** this is **** this aint reality! rock stars!, movie stars!, ******** called politicians! writers! doctors! lawyers! wantin a piece a my *** AND YOU? WHO ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU WA NT? will you say? there is a gentler story but you must appear (and as you are) there is a golden summit but you gotta climb that hill (below whatever is shinning) there are sounds that we may freely make beyond the possibility of "false defining" BUT YOU GOTTA WANTA HEAR! and declare completely that you are free and not of the menagerie OF THIS BRUTAL SICK WORLD
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Aug 13, 2010
Aug 13, 2010 at 1:51 PM UTC
images blinding the eye of thee
the brutal menagerie of images (vampires, ghouls, friends, lovers) that seem to hold us **** this is **** this aint reality! rock stars!, movie stars!, ******** called politicians! writers! doctors! lawyers! wantin a piece a my *** AND YOU? WHO ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU WA NT? will you say? there is a gentler story but you must appear (and as you are) there is a golden summit but you gotta climb that hill (below whatever is shinning) there are sounds that we may freely make beyond the possibility of "false defining" BUT YOU GOTTA WANTA HEAR! and declare completely that you are free and not of the menagerie OF THIS BRUTAL SICK WORLD
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Aug 13, 2010
Aug 13, 2010 at 1:51 PM UTC
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