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Saturday, April 21, 2007 ; 10:37 PM
i shot john lennon
Have I told you
the sky is dead.
I killed it.
I told it to go to hell.
It was my fault.
I shot it.
I hated it.
I loved it.
I was scared.
My sword is far to small to smuggle the moon.
So i borrowed yours.
The blood upon my hands is now yours.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY.


P.S I shot John Lennon.

she only wears socks when it snows.
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