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the moon creeps me out on nights like this
07/22/2005 11:53 a.m.
dirty condoms litter the room
-and she dreams of cleaning-
but there is nothing left to say
and the walls are stained with cum
so moldy it could take a miracle
raining down cleaning fluid
splattering sputtering more than just
a few sheets of wet swiffer
the f'breeze doesn't cut
stench anymore then a fart worsens it
rot is too deep to support death
life is all that's left

and these are all double mind tricks
on nights like these the moon keeps
me up and the sun creeps me out
'cuz it's setting on summer in anchorage
and the hot leaves these chilling bones
the stars shine like the snow has all ready fallen
and the lights burn out and the oil is low
night time in the city under a cloudy sky

g'night... i think i'm off for sleep.
i've been rambling too long
and i seem to be in desperate need of some happy
if anyone can spare a little bit
i would love to share because i've been
missing mine for too long now.
I am currently Sexy
I am listening to i'm not really sexy...

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