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"The heart sounds and sounds, pounds and pounds,
until it punched a hole in my chest, and if-
that wasn't enough those greedy veins,
with insatiable hunger they consumed the rest of me."

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to my bro

demokrat:

we’ll have our day in the park. i promise you this, like i promised you when we were kids. we’ll eat pepperoni pizza, ice cream sandwiches, and we’ll sit in banana boxes til the sun goes down.
2009.08.25  11:49pm  

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