I saw you outside; why'd you have to follow me?
You
If money talks, it also lives
The fat and pale faces
I lie awake with my fists like rocks of hate
One
Might as well call ahead
To turn off the church light
We'll
Get her!
Orphan mother how will you feed your kids
One burst
Didn't learn a goddamn thing
Is it only half way through
That girl, she said
I feel used and dead
She whispered I
Sunk the skiff of off Key West
Crystal, tripe and calm
Let's drink a toast to the human condition
Three sins of
Don't want to talk to you
So much pain that you
I'm not the kind to cry on a dime
Still I've
The doors are slamming upstairs
And only quarter to ten
I surely
I'm not talking about the kind of clothes she wears
Look
I can still see the moon on the night we
I read the books in school
Books that serve as my
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