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New Generation of Freaks

an invalid an invital cast a clearing on could not only part a sea, but more likely the trees big bad mountain splitter clear a path for me please hid away in slums of heaven formed a gang of impressionable heads fools didn't know that they were dead but cried to the pain of phantom wings sunset diver karmic debt collect hunting me down for great crimes than might exist punishments for though no one ever said that gods weren't creative an invalid an inculpable voodoo dolls voodoo dolls with voodoo minds and time after time are oh so willing to prick themselves with any old needle and pin drawing in...

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Date: 10/1/2010 7:19:00 AM
surgically penetrative, love the cultic landscape
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Date: 9/29/2010 5:48:00 AM
strange poem... some people do live like that I am told.
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