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Thursday, January 24, 2008

 

she's served some mercury in a cup, she drinks the whole thing up, and sings a very unhappy unbirthday to herself

flees fly from every greasy dread, she talks to spirits in her bed, and asks them how they dissapate into air as dawn first strikes

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