One of a Kind
I’m one of a kind mother fucker. I’m outrageous and wild. I’m unsympathetic and unkind and have a real mean streak. I don’t care about your problems or your sad sad songs. I don’t care about anyone else. I’m a bad, bad apple. I’m one of a kind.You say you’re in love, you slime nosed goat sucker?
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The Visit
The boy came the same time every year. It wasn’t any particularly special day, just a mellow July day with a light fog. He always seemed a bit nervous, spacey, as he bit his lip while glancing around him. if a squirrel ran down the road he would jump. But he was determined too, and solemn, a lot more attentive than most fifteen year old boys. He would carry a single white rose, always white, always one. He would always begin to cry before he got to the tombstone.
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