Saturday, December 12, 2009

"Pale white in private moonlight,
Like round-eyed sores,
Flap your scabby kneecaps apart,
My ugly whores!"

I puked, my little whore, when I saw the green, and read.
Crude all around and stupidly direct.

You tried. Tried so.
That was your first mistake.

And I get bored
SO fast

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