I looked in the mirror this morning and an honest man shooting daggers back at me.
i coughed in defense at the weak image i saw, after i inhaled some smarts.
I ate the forbidden fruit
when you told me not to.
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in the midst of all the irony and everything going downhill, there's forever that garden in a plastic bag for anyone to climb into if they make their own way. i like his one alot. i'll have t read it again later when i'm not so tired.