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I say, Put the knife back in the drawer. I say, They will throw nice things out eventually. I say, When they do that, you will have everything. Lately, I have been wondreing what would happen if I stop looking through the trash? Maybe someone else could redecorrate their living room. Maybe I could get a living room, then sit and write bad poetry. Put the knife back in the drawer. My arm hurts in the places where I did not cut it. I did not cut it.
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Oct 9, 2010
Oct 9, 2010 at 3:34 PM UTC
shana-dukes
I Talk to Myself
I say, Put the knife back in the drawer. I say, They will throw nice things out eventually. I say, When they do that, you will have everything. Lately, I have been wondreing what would happen if I stop looking through the trash? Maybe someone else could redecorrate their living room. Maybe I could get a living room, then sit and write bad poetry. Put the knife back in the drawer. My arm hurts in the places where I did not cut it. I did not cut it.
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