Suiciding

diving off the old black stump, suiciding 4 the ground, bloody cattle dog, is a biting me, bringing about just half a frown, 6 feet down ought ta do it, break me neck, get hammered ears, off me rear you cattle bludger, best 4 flying, don't intefere uh oh im flying skimming, wonder here bout me women, kerlunk....aint a grinning.... the pancake punch.... bad headache, whats 4 lunch.... thanks Anthony Nutter Don
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March 13, 2012 at 8:54 PM
Don you just be real careful! I do not know what is for lunch but we will have to find what you really like so you will cease joining the suicidal poet jet set brigade! Enough enough everyone dark is great but to be ALIVE is everything.....so mates write about devils and demons and anything black dark mean and horrible as you bloody well like! But please everyone please please mates but stay off this suicidal ....! It does my nerves no good at all and sends my heart plunging! Hugs Lizzie
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