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08-18-2005, 01:55 PM | #5 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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what the hell?
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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. |
09-07-2005, 12:04 PM | #8 (permalink) |
Like Friend like Lover!
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: In a house...
Posts: 34
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And Im stuffing the bodies in the basement
Oh I wasnt supposed to say that!
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It breaks my heart.
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