Verse for thought

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by teenagemutantninjatu, Jan 31, 2006.

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    Because all I have to look up to is mah legs and screeech splintered glass pane IT HURTS so I try to be like you but I can't stoop so its hate. but everything is fine with me since glitter glitter pink and whither but ever younger and somewhere in there the pixie square with bloody incest murder deathsex written on the walls in pen nails on the chalkboard WAKE UP get your checkbook and always in beautiful irony the butterfly who lopsided himself in my name. wit' love to my homies.
     

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