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Article Communautés Concours Essai Multimédia Personnelles Poèmes Presse Prose _QUOTE Scénario Spécial | ||||||
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one pair of red soft gloves
one silver lighter three or four feet of cheep wire two or three gallons of gas and a quiet place where I can blow myself up peacefully without disturbing the neighbors. and if you really care to know what the gloves and the wire are for here’s my answer: it’s not that i like fancy stuff, i just wanna do everything by the book so that no one could say anymore my whole life was a mess. i might even consider putting a fire extinguisher on top of the list; it’s just that i’m not sure if it’ll be of any use i have the strangest feeling i’m all burnt out. perhaps i should consider drowning, after all.
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