Wednesday, November 21, 2012

i don't want a sky.  
there's too many.
i don't want a guide.
there's too many.
if i don't spit, 
people will be happy with me.
i want to spit
with my tongue and lips.
it has sound it goes 
rwrwrwrwrwrw.
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