Friday, September 7, 2012

i want to be a mirror then you would look at me i wouldn't care if it's not me you really want to see

you started to smell death not human death but some dogs were hit by cars and this is your country this is your city you started to smell death not human death but animal and you started to fear not your death but death in generally the planet mother is waiting you wait too and you started to smell death animalistic because when you roll your ride there's always a dead rat on the way and i rush and i rush and i rush letting those corpses behind there would be place for them but in the insectarium and you're so done with that so long ago you look so much less all over the place

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