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04-22-2003, 11:57 AM
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Psycho
Location: in a deep, dark hole where rainbow creatures attack me to eat my fingernails.
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what else is there?
shed a tear
hollow your soul breathe the gas pack a bowl cry a river breathe the wind grab a hold down the gin bleed a little fall in a rut find a knife make a cut stab right through drop your arm drain your life there's no harm |
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04-25-2003, 12:46 AM
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Psycho
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I definitely felt where you were coming from. This poem expressed exactly how I feel at times in a way I can never seem to. Thanks, and keep up the good work!
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