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whitechocolatewalrus I close my eyes,
and this image floats beside me.
A sweaty-toothed madman.
A sweaty-toothed madman
with a stare that pounds my brain.
His hands reach out and choke me,
and all the time he's mumbling.
Mumbling truth,
truth like a blanket that always
leaves your feet cold.
You push it, stretch it,
it will never be enough,
you kick at it, beat it,
it will never cover any of us.
From the moment we enter crying
to the moment we leave dying,
it will just cover your face,
as you wail and cry and scream.

[..don't you forget this]
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whitechocolatewalrus from The Dead Poet's Society. 040406
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realistic optimist wooo, chills! thanks, wcw! 040406
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girl_jane I need to watch this movie again. 040407
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x i am so me. i can't think of anything except the dynamics of how teeth could sweat. 040407
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sweetheart of the song tra bong Yawp! 040407
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kookaburra i love that line- mumbling truth- methinx that poem is amazing. maybe i should see that movie 040407
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girl_jane You haven't seen The_Dead_Poet's_Society?!!?

That's absurd. Watch it-Now.
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kookaburra *cowers* o-o-kay... *whimper* 040408
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realistic optimist and stand on your chair while you watch it. ;) 040409
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anne-girl must watch this someday. Soon. 050715
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