4-9pm 20.02.13.
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that cold gasp
as the steel blade
goes through your stomach
why is that like being beaten
a mare of steel
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rich and messy
chunky pale tights
shoes for running hard and fast ...
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the loss of bare
earth under my running
feet an unspeakable loss ...
Rani Manicka
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excusy stuff
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and then it wails freaking shaking its hands in the air at me ...
who do you think I am what what what whaaaa ... don't
you know I rules you beyond the grave ... imagine
that a dead person is playing it ... and then it
goes right under my skin how it does
protest and rail at me ... oh man
does that guitar sound
like its in pain ...
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