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23 Fitzroy Road........The Giant Now......

THE fevor hitz, as the
moon turns full, i cover
my eyes as i start to
fly, into the clouds, in

On Your Mark..............Go

st ambrose,4th century, the
end is here.
the golden age,999, the end
is here.

Yesterday Things...........................710

THE absolute truth, from a
dumbstruk, flamboyant punk,
you have the ocean to swim
in, and anough money for all

Images Of My Past, Dear Old Dad908

MY dads rage fills the house
like thick black smoke.the
windows keep the plague in,
and the doors lead to hell, his


I built a fence around my eyes.
painted the fence black and gray,
put up a sighn, keep out.
I took a sharp knife, and cut my hands off.

Just A Tast Of That Christen Milk, , ,93

JUST a tast of that christen milk,
a glimpse of that tiny speck of
hope, hiding in the dark clouds

Mommas Last Lesson....64

WHERE does this death go to,
can they hear my child tears,
dripping on this painted up
wooden casket.

A Muttering Ghost 412b

THE drooping canvas pounded
lusily in the wind.
A shaft of sun light, choked, and
strangled your wreckage, leaving

412 B, Bag Full Of Snakes

A bag full of snakes,
A stomic full of drugs,
A dribbling monk with
a dry mouth, and a house,

A Clown With Out Make Up,1

my guiter case looks like a
coffin, where wood, and
strings and half written
songs/poems, yell out,

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