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Edited by
skinebman
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Fri 01/03/14 03:16 PM
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Start the new year off right. Lava lamps and strobe lights.
Perpetual motion in a mid life crisis. My thesis on this pretense. My memories been bent. Staring straight ahead. Dead eye stare to know where. Please glare back at me. S#!T I can care less. Take your f#ck!ng hostages. Ill be the boss of me again. Take you out my mind. And count up my loses. A marathon ran. I`m not walking it off again. Man I was so low. Together like elbows. But Really more like solo. Eyes always rolling real slow. She was damn good... At putting on a damn show. Got my ducks in a row. Broke cupids bow after I shot him. In the a$$ with an arrow. Crawled back thru the window. Then took down the door. Now I cant make same mistakes as before. Its a new year now. Make room for more cheer. Steer clear of weary thought`s from the rear. Two Thousand One Four is officially here. |
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Another amazing write.
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Thank you.
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