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Here I go...
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There is no perception; there is only reality. It's just that you percieve it, making your own perception your own reality...
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What if I took this rock... and threw it into your teeth?
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Touch/feel/kiss/hug/taste/lick/see/eat/bite/tear/hurt/love/hit/hate/fuck/rape/comfort/abuse/
destroy/construct/annihilate me...
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It's o.k. I don't really mind being dead. After all, it is definitely easier than being alive...
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Why do you cry? I don't want you to cry. Don't cry little girl. Everything is going to be all right.
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Why do the angels lie to all the children?
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Why did my angel never lie to me?
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Why are there angels?
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Demons are always more fun.
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I wish it were warmer.
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All I ever hear from you... You are starting to sound like a broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broke... broken record. Time to flip to the Otherside...
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No, no, no. Don't pick at your scabs. Here. Use my knife to cut them off. Make sure you heat it up with that candle over there...
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Why are you bleeding?
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Stop bleeding. It won't make me feel sorry for you. Stop it. I mean it. Quit. I am not going to give you any sympathy. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stopitstopitstopitstopitstopitstopitstopitstopitstopit. Stop it Stop it it it it it it it it it it is i it is i i it is i it is redundancy at its best...
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I can't be beautiful. All the beauty within my words has already been used up somewhere else sliding off of someone elses tongue whispered to someone elses lover and to someone else diary...
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Beauty is within the eye of the beholder.
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Beholders have many eyes...
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Fuck you Cuba.
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I am through with you all...
Be back later...
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