For every dollar you spend,
I grow a finger
For every cough you suppress,
my mother sends a keychain
For every puddle you jump,
Jeremy gives me a cigarette
For every cigarette you lend,
you give it to me
For all of your cancer,
my lungs turn to crystal
For every hospital you've bombed,
I sleep easier at night
For every doctor you've punched,
my body fights off infection
For all of your fears,
I trade my fears.
When you are dying,
I am still dying.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
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Oh I like it! Love the repetition of style, one of my current obsessions. Good stuff bud. Hope to see you at more writers community meetings.
For every cigarette you lend,
you give it to me
really like that
also my verif. word was "doperrin." sounds like a badass prescription drug
I like this 'cause it's good and I don't get shoutouts like MTV never gave me a god damn shoutout and yeah, I was real into TRL, and yeah, the Real World taught me how to drink and get complicated with girl$, but most of all I like this 'cause it's good.
(my word was "garmey." at first i thought it said "gamey" which was all ew, but not it sounds like a dwarf's name or some silly using it as an abbreviation for "garment")
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