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gingerale whiskey
anti social anti poetic anti the time it takes to connect ideas with correct grammar i'm not trying to impress you. green day, really? skipping tracks, really? rebar, really? salvage me from this isolated pit of mediocrity transparency bad writing i'm young, just forgive me I may not be saying much but these self loathing thoughts have been congesting my mental passage ways creating solid creative block and I have to express this momentarily before i can open up the space where my thoughts can frolic jovially and dance enraged where they can transform a blank stage and a performer into the vivid hues that have been long untapped where emotion and intellect meet
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Added on May 30, 2012Last Updated on May 31, 2012 Author
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