Inhale the Silver Shiver Dust. Inject me with Pasty Pink Morphine.
My brain matter is white goo.
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BRALE
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Welcome to my Universe, Dream awhile?
comma. brale
Inhale the Silver Shiver Dust. Inject me with Pasty Pink Morphine.
My brain matter is white goo.
:'':...,'':;`:'':...,'':;`:'':...,'':;`:'':...,'':;`:'':...,'':;`
BRALE
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I had this dream that I was in a gang. More of a name then actual combat. I was their leader, Amoeba. Our graffiti and stickers littered everything. The SPACE CUNTS owned. We sold drugs to neon druggies, soaking in the green sun. I lived under the ultra violet light. I wore sparkles and jewls. I had tata decorations, long and beautiful. I wore my strange beauty with pride, and others naturally followed me. Not just my style, but my way of life.
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