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08-22-2007, 12:46 AM | #642 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
08-26-2007, 02:50 AM | #646 (permalink) | |
Bitchfarmer
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Between the minarettes, down the Casbah way.
Posts: 983
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(well he's a king there, but he tells stories of when he was a kid.)
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[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]Yup. Because I chose to play the fool in a six-piece band, First-night nerves every one-night stand. I should be glad to be so inclined. What a waste! What a waste! But I don't mind. |
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