orgami's Diaryland
Diary
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BASKING
this 222 glow how they even make them anymore sign you name when you buy a pack off to taste my favourite snack
age snuck in and shoved its shiv between the floors my spine crippled dance my pain a trance and she walks with naked feet upon my back I can feel the strain the snap and relax oldness is a drabness that must be dealtness withness oh those pills give me a thrill feel them climb into my brain and tame that fire of nerves that shouts want to drown it all out sit crooked in this chair the shadows sated the pain abated reading writing mending all that troubled works I cant repair the scrapyard ruin the wreckage fluent
8:20 p.m. - 2012-01-25
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