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shoes goes "basket shot, your moon". ooooooPSH. is what i say when i'm thinking of combing a horse in the dark. HE SAYS THANK YOU. which is uncommon today, in our modern society.
tissues blow silently for our noses of freedom clogged by the oppression of your BOOGERS. when they rain on your head and tell you stars are falling, starts a war. if i had a penny for every time, i would cease to exist. LIKE THE CLOWN YOU ARE! hahahaha, for when i got a pendant, i am GLEAM-O-MAN. sittin on da cornah with smoke comin from mah brothas like we was sittin in a sauna. snoop double o joop. JOPPY CHOPPY block head for your arms to wiggle out of pirates eyes! PIRATES EYES! then you shall know the radius of an ORANGE. in your BRAIN! in your GOD DAMN BRAIN, stink about it.
a little thinking of you.
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HABABLAB! i'll eat your face soul fish STUPID! jump jump jump MEXICAN BEAN in your shank. shanks for franks when you eat burger dimes! LICKING! i'll harbor you, you cotton swab!
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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