don't murder me-e-e, i beg of you don't murder me, |
it's funny to think of how many dogs will die virgins. |
his name is alive. |
look, i'm all for anarchy but can i be king? |
it's that very innocence we so love that power destroys. |
subtle critique of what power does to the powerless unpublished. |
sun two |
the boys watch a little nervous me climb the rocks. |
the section where we wait for something to happen happens. |
what's the best defense besides offense. rhetoric? no. |
world without end, or pagan holiday. |
a zen clown never retires, son. |
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