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By despotis
Rotate What if your Karmic Wheel gets a flat? I feel like I'm starring in a twisted movie I've never seen. Green Leaves, like the Drug Zone. Generic sugar, chocolate pie. Decapitated Guidos in the back of the freezer. Check Junior off the invoice. One of the crates is dripping. Atheistic Existentialism, which the delivery boy fails to represent, Is about as coherent as Joe Pesci singing Opera. Pay Per View caliber excitement. And I can only anticipate the next time I can call you. You. It's an odd frame I'm living in. The most outlandish, ridiculous circumstances I've ever encountered Seem to be bringing the night time negativity to a minimum. Especially when there is no night to conceive it. Written March 14th, 1997 © on May 20 2001 05:49 AM PST 0 • 10
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