I just want to listen to music through the headphones of the globe, I'll mix their screams with the cries of laughter. I'll cross over from obese greed and drown it in tragedy. I'll take one shot to a building and ignore the millions of bombs we drop to compensate for our more expensive lives. I'll bask in the glory of being able to eat the African families weight, malnourished and all. I'll parade around in clothes I don't need, expelling exhaust. "everything i could say would feed into insignificance"

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8.11.2009

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Every awake from the chaos of the storm, only to realize that you've lost your clothes and everyone can see right through you?
When musics lost all heart it sounds like rocks hitting the pavement.
Posted by Afflicted Wolf at 12:38 AM

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