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Coral Carter
Surely we are all mad people, and they "whom we think are, are not" The Revengers Tragedy
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
afraid, angry, blistered
afraid
are you afraid?
i am afraid so...
angry
are you angry?
fuck off!
blistered
are you blistered?
OUCH!
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Mirror
[was broken]
Outside
Nothing Much
The Roadrunner
Joylene
quote from The Revenger's Tragedy
Burnt
at the ballet
Wet Days
23 July 2008
after all
compassionate heart
bodily fluid exchange
weeks forecast
Surrender to Poets Past
afraid, angry, blistered
Evening view, Bold Hill.
my masculine side
Quote
The New Frowning
for Natasha
A man of words and not of deeds
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