Sunday, August 17, 2008

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the smell of gasoline

and her lita ford hair..the sound of static is the schizophrenia buzzing through the air..the sight is my lachrymose mother letting her conniving tears fall into the glass of vodka in one hand and the ash on her ciggarette in the other is dangerously close to falling...
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