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That was beautiful.
I AM... THE DEATH SOUND!
and then my friend... you die.
Here I sit, broken-hearted, paid a quarter... Hey, got a quarter?
I wish *I* was unable to pout.
It's a little bit sad... The baby crying adds like... so much dimension.
I call bull on that line...All he DOES is pout.
And then John was a zombie.
Oooo that's embarrassing.
"A Poem" by my old friend Tommy who is no longer with us. "Waaaaaah. Thank you."
So goth is still a thing?
I hated puberty, but at least I was never a goth.