standing on the edge...looking down...or some times up...
I stepped into dark,found the steering
wheel,then flooded the gas,throw my
money on the counter ,picked up my
wine,read the newspaper,then went
into a room to cut my wrist ,but the
blade was plastic,so i sat down and
smoked another false positive.
I stepped into dark,found my paint by
numbers,erased all the imfo ,then got
up ,and tried my plastic blade,only this
time i was afraid,so i smoked another
false positive.
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Poetry by david gerardino
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Written on 2006-11-09 at 04:45
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another false positive
I stepped into dark,found the steering
wheel,then flooded the gas,throw my
money on the counter ,picked up my
wine,read the newspaper,then went
into a room to cut my wrist ,but the
blade was plastic,so i sat down and
smoked another false positive.
I stepped into dark,found my paint by
numbers,erased all the imfo ,then got
up ,and tried my plastic blade,only this
time i was afraid,so i smoked another
false positive.
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Poetry by david gerardino
Read 443 times
Written on 2006-11-09 at 04:45
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