Red Rot

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i cant even crack a smile

you couldnt beat it out of my dry, bleeding lips with the best of thoughts or brightest of intentions

i am vomitting out my brains, and then my stomach, and any other willing thing

ive never been punched in the face, but i sometimes want to know what it would feel like. and i was thinking about being hit in the mouth with a baseball bat.

honestly, it surprises me the unlikely things i think about. a million in a day! a thousand in a day! 25 maybe; i am flattering myself.

9:57 p.m. - 2006-03-22

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