

untitled6.there was a time, she said quietly when i knew you.untitled6.
her step was slow like that of someone twice her age and her dress matched, brown flour-bag material triangle-etched.
the suede of her coinpurse had worn down to nubbed balls smoothness worn to smoothness worn to roughness.
(i think her skin matched)
there was a time, she repeated as she tapped him on the
shoulder. when i knew you.
but her time was in the past and she was indebted to the years.
he turned, glanced, and turned
i havnt been on this battler in so long
but im back on my high horse again
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Drunken Drivers Against Mothers
I really like your positive attitude, it inspires.
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What can I say. Someone has to bring reality home to the masses... Welcome to the new age.
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