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Play flip at 18:30 im carrying around a pen that doesn’t work which i keep loosing by the inconsistency of stop every time I go by that gas station time trap I feel like a shy paper I think of jonny and the garage incident and stripper taking my clothes off gargle master of that kind of emptiness is weird its one stopping tricks of time stealing of but what of murder and suicide to those verbs as strange as the im confused signs and a blank word sounds I might sleeping under bridges have to roll a cowboy and take his jacket how much you shook the first time we had sex the frozen images of masculinity and honour death solves so many problems where the action is actually what end is that day still puffy pink clouds bread and the martyr poet see the scar through the ripped hole in my jeans there is a lot of space between synathesia- parataxis a vague connection between a series of lines
Play flip at 18:30 im carrying around a pen that doesn’t work which i keep loosing by the inconsistency of stop every time I go by that gas station time trap I feel like a shy paper I think of jonny and the garage incident and stripper taking my clothes off gargle master of that kind of emptiness is stopping tricks of time stealing of but what of how much you shook the first time murder and lot under bridges suicide to those verbs as strange as the im confused signs and a blank word sounds I might sleeping ripped hole in my jeans there is a have to roll a cowboy and we the martyr poet see the scar through had sex the frozen images of masculinity weird its one and honour death solves so many problems where the action is actually what end is that day still take his jacket puffy pink clouds bread and the of space between synathesia- parataxis a vague connection between a series of lines
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