the rock goes on rocking until it rocks no more worn by the wind the wind winds into the void you could go a long way in a short time if you only backed yourself for once i will turn this chance over and exist for a moment before being blotted out by the expanding surface of the sun
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now that the machine is being used i need to fill the paper without the paper filled there is nothing to fool over then nothing to edit then no draft then no manuscript then no submission then no publication then no readership just never was the eternal struggle between each breath screaming to be
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i feel like i am dying but i don't know i have never been here perhaps this is just a terrible run through and i will have another life at the end shame and sin where have you been i never its you when i am sitting on my own it i keep picking at it then it will never be going away keep it with me until the end just so i know the sis all real
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who is up in your watch tower keeping tabs on who is coming and going can they recall all the names and faces of who is out there in the sandy crescent awfully suspicious are you in the market for a little meat or else salad perhaps bread of course it don't make up for the abuse or the dirty looks from a fat lazy slob in a silver car putting fumes into our faces we have to breath that air sir shouting out animal noises grunts and howls join in the chorus bore us with complaints i think we have an extra pig stall for him come on and roll out of that luxury sedan into something that is more suitable to your demeanor
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jump up onto a lap for tick removal and fur straightening. a little grooming feels good. a little contact and we are part of a pride.
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cow fighting for the improvement in cow conditions giver of milk takes to the streets taking note of a world coming to an end recognizing her place within it consent given at birth to suppress the weak the big fish eat the little ones social strengthening protocols throw the dog a bone so the cow does not start to throw milk to the calf may they grow big and strong
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where would we be babes? me in the melting hotspot of it all just got out in time and you heading back into the belly of the beast. a good thinning out is just what we were after. for it was getting a little bushy on top. trim and comb through. eight o'clock battle ready at our station for the aerial attack. if the rocket evades our counter measures we will say our silent prayers on fire, cleanse our spirit of memories and sleepless nights.
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he knows jessy and he knows craigy? he moved from one office to another on a rainy day. a day off from days off is a day on. where do you think we will be sitting in a year's time? face to face i hope.
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i cannot sleep. i don't sleep. no bother waking up. no need for sleep when living the dream. switch off the screen or switch off the brain. open a window. take a deep breath.
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i am ready to end belief. no more believing in myself. no more believing in that which appears and reacts. just death and all that up until then. i will live like a snake sliding alone along the forest floor.
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this time the butter got away i do not want no vanilla ice i am going to have an apple strudel just watch me chocolate chip on the shoulder
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when we are gone it all goes with us and the wilderness awaits another turn because it aint going nowhere
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sure if you know where you are going then get on a bus by yourself some fat bastard makes a drive by threat fires a few shots into the side and you begin to understand wwwwh smile nod take a walk talk yourself into a far away land take what you need to breed the rest of your life want me here sleeping into the afternoon
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the only ones who know the edge are the one who falls from it.
stop with the bullshit baby, can't you hear her? she is out there screaming by herself, " where has my lover gone? how could he leave me?" like this over and over.
do they bond for life?
sometimes they die of a broken heart.
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fine so fine
and bake 'til brown
soften in earl grey
melt in your mouth
at the edge of your lips
are my words
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i live like i am already dead- zombie that is what i am. i do my drinking whenever the hell i feel like it. i think most people i have met they have the feeling they must drink at a certain hour of the day but if i am drinking in the morning then that is for my health and if i am drinking in the evening then that is also for my health.
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and if i do not kill myself trying to get an erection then what slow death will befall me?
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the mutations have cultural influence because of the connections easy as pie when so many are spraying the communication channels with effluent no matter what canal you bloom within the spores expand from the historical source even the greats waded through shit
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