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Monday, February 5, 2007
Brew
gut
burns
shit
stained
soul
red
_nose
wine
_port
glass
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poetry for the displaced
a notepad that captures sanity gone mad
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HOLLYWOOD JAY
culture king
poet
jay oh yes
Bay Area, CA, United States
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the night that highschool ended
the last creation becomes the creator
kill the freshman
WELCOME TO THE 9TH GRADE
to my love that thinks she should die...
what!!!!!iWASN'T DRUNK MY HAIR WAS LONGAND i'MABOU...
the under belly of lifespit out my last words I re...
the wind blows south as the rain pelts the wipers
remain like a child
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