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CRUSH
time is racing my head is racing stomach full of acid churning...churning
SQUISH
gritting teeth my head is elevating lighter i feel lighter than the thin air i breath
GRIND
Crystalline substances fuel me is this what they call ecstasy?
So many faces their smiles just
FADE
-Pickle Muffins
- Title: pickle muffins
- Artist: Espyyon
- Description: a poem about bunk "x" pills
- Date: 09/05/2009
- Tags: pickle muffins
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- Supercookies_911 - 09/07/2009
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CRUSH
time is racing my head is racing stomach full of acid churning...churning
SQUISH
that sounded JouCAY! - Report As Spam
- D a m n i t Mercy - 09/05/2009
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