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The thoughts of my terrified dreams

September 8, 2009
By Anonymous

The colored hearts of my broken friends-singing under the surgeons knife while writhing snakes and jumping spiders move harmoniously in a harvest dance. "What a remarkable dream, sung in prose, hiding in our blood shot eyes," they say. All along we are dying in our happily ever afters...Before long the songs in our hearts are exchanged with empty vowels



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