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Monday, April 16, 2007

hello, cheryl. you're not supposed to kill yourself, cos
you're not that fucked up yet.

restless nights &
fitful sleeps.
i wake up every two minutes

Today's great;
perfect for a funeral.
relentless downpour,
flooded fields.

we shall swim in the puddles
till we're soaked and wrinkled;
wasting away
till all worldly cares have drowned

& nothing really matters...

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