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THE END.

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Dedications.

Dedicated to all the men who have featured in these pages:

when you think of me may your heart bleed crimson, Red.

(especially, to Mitch who could not ever be convinced:

trust your guts follow your instinct.)

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my first client agreed:

ok,

I'll let you make this town beautiful

even though you fucking hate it.

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Not a social faux pas at all in fact

that message

was only for you /

you goddamn

unfortunate fool /

that whole time

I was only /

trying to get through to you /

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good dogs don’t bite.

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You sold me out to the man (to the man, to the man) With the nuclear plan in his hands But he don't understand The free world, and it's demand Oh we'll oh Get together Get to the seventh state With you; want tomorrow's ideas I wanna tell you're fine to care Somnolence I'm bound to you all day You sold me out to the man (to the man, to the man) With the nuclear plan in his hands But he don't understand The free world, and it's demand If you feel alright Let yourself dance Don't sit out tonight If you feel the right Get off your phone Drink it in tonight If you see the light Don't turn away It's reality With no fear inside We can begin to feel the happiness Sooth lady wine Reconcile Not in the way that I know you might One new battle two new battle Try for something new I want it so long to write it down For no one to decode If you feel alright Let yourself dance Don't sit out tonight If you feel alright Get off your phone Take it in tonight If you see the light Don't turn away It's reality With no fear inside We can begin to feel the happiness...

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Best week of my life

I am lucky and so is he my lover for this fine evening -

chocolate lips and sexy hips the taste of me kiss, and sweat

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When you wish upon a star

I always hoped to find a snake waiting for me in the letterbox when I arrive

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Final Artistic Advice.

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I have nothing left to say to you.

you can now pay for my words,

my hurtful audience

I so abhor

(I’m no Anne Frank -

I loathe the world

which I plan to travel

without stalkers.)

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Don’t blame the victim

Here, loneliness is desperation and if you have no friends you’re in the wrong:

that’s the society, the fucking law nursing the narcissists (like America: don’t we all.)

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Why do you hate living here?

I can feel their hatred

staring at me,

the gossip in

their energy

as if he’s the victim

and I’m the freak

just like home:

you mean NOTHING to me

(I know all your names

I'm the witch who came

who you tried to burn

then She rose in flame)

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No one's going to save us Superman please save us No one's going to save us No one's going to save us Superman please save us Hollywood creators, they're the one who take us Someone's trying to trade us And we are all in danger We're made up in the paper Everybody knows that Everybody knows that No one's going to save you Prince is going to save you Wu-tang might just save you Rock n roll won't stage us The banks are going to frame us We must be courageous We are going to save us Your mama's going to save us How can they save you if they can't help themselves? How can they save you if they can't help themselves? Someone's trying to shame us Making it contagious The blueprints of salvation from idle corporations The empires attractions are getting no reactions And gives no satisfaction Something's got to shape us Boredom's going to shape us Something's got to shake us out of this and save us How can they save you if they can't help themselves? How can they save you if they can't help themselves? How can they save you if they can't help themselves? How can they save you if they can't help themselves?

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you know all those angry letters, you’re supposed to write, and you’re not supposed to send? I send them.

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SHE'S ALWAYS HAD A TENDENCY TO RUN AWAY FROM HER PROBLEMS.

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GO AWAY.