a poem or pic a day until I die or dont;
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Tuesday, 22 July 2014
TOYTOWN
it was way before dawn crept round the curtains when i sat up and tapped on the news icon all awful is our world such a breakfast bowl of filth ? the girl laying beside me has a face of baby buddha calm and the cat on my pillow is purr-snorting from a different plane like toy town in here oh you dark fuckers out there - why do you play so bad ?
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