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    dots Submission Name: Asshole (read this fast and dry)dots
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    Author: DBC
    ASL Info:    21/m/ar
    Elite Ratio:    2.77 - 55/59/29
    Words: 211
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
    Total Views: 954
    Average Vote:    3.0000
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    dotsAsshole (read this fast and dry)dots
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    7th street will burn
    i dont know i must do something
    my hands will split into two
    those that can and those that will do
    i cant see where i'm heading to

    but outside i will scream so hard my lungs will burst into flames and i will surgically remove them and poke the air sacks with sticks

    god i'm sick
    i'm going to fucking beat that asshole
    simply because i feel like an asshole
    but i'm in good company, all around me
    assholes
    you'll have a good time of it when you can choose how the night ends and where it will begin
    but on you march into something else
    something that ails you
    so go, go and vomit your apologies on me
    i'm already dirty and i'm waiting
    i'm always waiting
    waiting
    waiting
    but for what
    fuck it
    i'm tired
    i'm just never ready to say goodbye to you
    and tonights goodbye came as some surprise
    all the sudden i was supposed to be ready to see you leave
    and you left with assholes
    and i left all the other assholes behind and made my way to my car
    and feeling like an asshole i started the engine and sat there
    just like an asshole.




    Submitted on 2007-08-30 20:43:55     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      A lot of anger, eh? Well articulated anger. It captured the confusion and disillusionment of people trying to pass through in some sort of "ideal" way or whatever but are constantly confronted with people who present roadblocks in their path. Good stuff.
    | Posted on 2007-11-19 00:00:00 | by Solomon Disease | [ Reply to This ]
      lol. this is cool, it would sound totally shiiiit awesome read fast and anger like said in the title. i love it, i like the bits of repeatitive i think it makes a good effect :-)
    | Posted on 2007-10-10 00:00:00 | by Brat05 | [ Reply to This ]
      eww. this is kind of a grose poem it makes me feel sick to my stomach. but it is good . a poem that makes you have phycical reaction is good i guess.

    shygirl
    over and out..

    (throwing up in the back ground)
    | Posted on 2007-08-31 00:00:00 | by shygirl | [ Reply to This ]


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