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Cocktail Hour
04:18
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"Do you remember any of their names?!?" And that thunderstorm sat idle with its answer. Tonight, there'd be no pour. The gold had decayed into the color of the dried blood that he had wiped from his nose earlier. It tasted just as worst. And I never thought of the canvas. The bath I never drew. It's a bad habit waiting to play itself out. I never drew that bath. I never drew the blinds. I never emerged.
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Baby Teeth
03:44
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The train came to a studder, well beneath its own breath. Godard gossiped, galloped, and gave up. Danger was characterless. Gluttenous. Flawless. But couldn't we just denounce him to words only? Because somewhere, there's a sequencing smitten with pollution. Bronze never shown more than that. It's a real prism in here.
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The Mutterer
02:15
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When your bouquet of spines collapses into a husk, tiny mosquitos with cowboy hats will ride leeches bareback. Only then; will the flies have their tea parties with the cellos. Sometimes, they'd sit and mutter between themselves. Sometimes they would. Sit and mutter. Sometimes they would. Sometimes they would...
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The Trophy Wife
03:47
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Slept like a lab rat again... my beard has grown to the consistency of the carpet under your slaughtered dog. Now do i have to remind you who the fuck i am!?! By the end of this, you're gonna wish the moon was as pale as you... Scene Pawn Shop: A whisper of a man. The kind you wouldn't trade dirt for. Well, he mutters about. Mostly paces. Shadows play hopscotch to pass the time. But fuck it if i remember it that way....
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