(1957)

Illness

Clawing at the guts of life
(The enteron exudes in desperation) ,
Targeting a disconnection of the fizzing brain,
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  • Diane Hine (3/29/2012 9:32:00 PM)

    Those goodies and baddies are in their own little world and don't even know we exist.

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  • Paarth Shah (3/23/2012 3:46:00 PM)

    that must hurt if it dose comment back

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