they have cloned the high streets and shopping malls, these corporate cocksuckers, so that now the individuality of local towns and cities has been purged and replaced with a conventional and convenient sameness.
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speak to the dark angels
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speak to the dark angels
posted by Russell CJ Duffy at Friday, January 06, 2006
2 Comments:
they seem to suck the soul out of the side of our face...or at least what soul we have left...
ryn: meh, i tend to leave the teachers be, most are already over the edge anyway. (which i had NOTHING TO DO WITH! NOTHING!) but death...to be known after death is to live forever. which would suck, seriously. so yeah, it's pretty sad that people are not noticed while alive...*idea* maybe if i killed myself, people would like my poems!! *gets disgusted with self and smacks self in head*
1.they suck the marrow outta virtually every decent bit of human kind and then wrap the remains to sell in charity shops.
2.you are of course right. it is better to gain noteriety whilst still alive and lots of people do but all too often the real greats spend their lives penniless and without any aclaim for what they have done.
you and your poems are good enough so put down the twelve bore!!!
and don't smack your self in the haed unless trent reznor records the noise first!!!
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