Thursday, March 5, 2009

Grown Up Comments

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Little white lines guide you through your confused world.
Waves of a liquid poison crash over you.
Lost in your own dillusions.
Can't look at your own reflection, for you may see what you've become.
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Phil Panebianco
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Phil Panebianco

Phil Panebianco

Bronx, New york
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