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fumes

Member since 2003 · Posted 3 Nov 2005 · 3 comments

my helpless- skin cells on duct tape peeled off in the shape of lips. my helpless, lie down in a distorted muddle of blahs and moans. and take me with you. my helpless- you stay sick on mattresses piled in the shape of a bucket. move with the pieces through the bile and stretch one arm out to pull me in with you. as i helplessly push your hair aside.

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[7] zodiac 3-Nov-05/3:29 AM Reply
A cross between Nirvana's 'Polly' and Beck's 'Fumes'. Not as good as either.
[6] Dovina 4-Nov-05/11:22 AM Reply
The three "my helpless"'s don't work very well.
[n/a] FreeFormFixation › Dovina 5-Nov-05/2:30 AM Reply
damn, i knew i should have added a fourth and a fifth