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06-11-2006, 10:26 PM | #846 (permalink) | |
ashes against the grain
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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. |
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06-11-2006, 10:28 PM | #849 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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^ calls me an air head..when in fact i hate that candy..and am definatley not an airhead..when of course my head is full of brain tissie, and spinal fluid.. skull bone..skin and of course hair
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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. |
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