all for nothing. you couldn't just take it for what it was, could you? i was a mold of mud an iron cast around with my soft fleshy self destructive insides still festering waiting and waiting and waiting and there was this little metal rod in your hand and a hammer in the other and you took it and placed it and hammered into my forehead and pieces cracked and pieces shattered i'm spilling all that i've built up over months and months its breaking down total demolition in two sentences i was never different i have never changed and i will always be the fucking same thing
08.15.06                                      so fucking st e r  i   l    e  .
stop plagiarism.
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