May 2012
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May 26th
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May 22nd
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May 21st
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May 17th
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May 12th
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May 10th
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May 9th
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May 4th
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May 2nd
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April 2012
8 posts
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Apr 26th
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Apr 24th
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Apr 24th
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Apr 20th
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Apr 19th
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Apr 13th
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Apr 11th
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Apr 5th
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March 2012
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Mar 29th
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Mar 27th
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Mar 23rd
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Mar 22nd
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Mar 21st
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Mar 15th
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Mar 10th
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Mar 5th
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Mar 3rd
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February 2012
13 posts
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Feb 29th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 21st
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Feb 18th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 10th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 4th
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Feb 4th
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 1st
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the mouth of the rain
god help me im not planning on geting pregnant i have been drunk all year :) a bird siting on white cardboard windowpanes, the cardboard, a vacuum cord we used to make sine waves in the driveway sincerely, eating a slice of white cake when a bird sings by my window
Feb 1st
46 notes
January 2012
31 posts
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this poem was written by a sailor and i am on the...
this poem will be read on every boat in america. my poetry soars over the sea like a gigantic bald eagle actually, i am in my boat now. it is gigantic when i am dead, ten thousand sailors will read my poetry
Jan 31st
56 notes
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Jan 30th
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Jan 28th
56 notes
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Jan 27th
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Jan 27th
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Jan 26th
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here are some of the slow-driving tips that have...
i call you, the phone clicks i thought it was your mother i guess not, she is dead rain clouds hiting a brick library
Jan 25th
43 notes
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Jan 24th
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Jan 23rd
106 notes
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Jan 21st
133 notes
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dead girl, you are dead
i am crying in you and being fucked at the same  time by january rain. i hurt when i move. i am being rained on with dead  children now dead five year olds. i dont care if my blood  chokes me,  i no longer want to have blood. i want your  cold pointless hands. i want to put flowers in your cold pointless mouth
Jan 21st
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