(broadband:) i cant sleep
(T-bo:) what is the matter my dear friend
(broadband:) i need to recite a poem to you...
*i am an empty vessel
i need to be filled
i need to share my poems
nipple
crying graves *(t-bo:) that was amazing yes, yes crying graves!{3 way phone-call to rookie}(rookie:) don't even speak I'm in
(broadband:) yes...yes
(t-bo:) yes ohhh yes{4 way phone call to father time}(broadband:) you must join us, it is your destiny
(father time:) what ever dude, i'm in(t-bo:) we
(rookie:) are
(father time:) the one and only
(broadband:) "crying grave of blood soaked tears from soap as the sting burns our eyes we cry over lost pets."
(T-bo:) thank you,
(rookie:) your welcome.
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