I wish I was a castrato:
My balls are just as useless as if i had none, and at least i'd be able to reach higher notes.
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snow, snow, snow,
milky sky, snow. snow, snow, snow, blank page, snow. snow, snow, snow, taciturn walls, snow. snow, snow, snow, just go away, just leave snow! (Vignette: Santa Claus is roadkill buried in slush. I saw a snow-plow truck hit him and run, and pedestrians were too cold for dialling 911. His requiem are tires wailing on ice, wind howiling through a breach in the window. I too feel much indifferent to alarm anyone. Continue) snow, snow, snow, warm sex left long ago, but you, snow, refuse to go. so I wait, snow, snow, snow, like spleen in the refrigerator I too am cold, cold, cold. snow, snow, snow, you muffle the scream in my naked soul. snow, snow,snow I trickle more jizz, for I too snow. |
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