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Edited by
jimz
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Thu 12/24/09 04:26 PM
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im walking down broadway
an island girl on crack takes me back a heroin man passes out in the can in the bums ruse i reach under to grab the sack yet the police enter way up on broadway hill the whores still sell hell for twenty their skin stuck to bone even the fat ones have skeleton faces open up the defeat of the downtown gnome i am the compulsive blob fuucking and drugging my fifty souls |
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No reply,you just..
Deal with? |
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This is good Jim...
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This is great. I can't even really think of a comment but I really enjoyed it and I just thought the whole thing worked perfectly.
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