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fists, pounding, head - and you you just sit around & ask for ashtrays,can't you reach?

Nov. 7th, 2006

08:15 pm - fists, pounding, head

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by poison tipped dart of the past
spent last week or so in bookshop terrain
there's often a gun inside my brain

Current Mood: fray..ed..ing...ugh
Current Music: fu manchu i believe....