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"I wish i had a sylvia plath, busted tooth and a smile. And cigarette ashes in her drink, the kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week. The kind that goes out on her own to give me a reason for, well, i don't know.Maybe she'd take me to france. Maybe to spain, she'd ask me to dance in a mansion on the top of a hill. She'd ash on the carpets and slip me a pill. Then she'd get me pretty loaded on gin, and maybe she'd give me a bath. How i wish i had a sylvia plath.She and i would sleep on a boat, and swim in the sea without clothes. With rain falling fast on the sea, while she was swimming away she'd be winking at me. Telling me it would all be okay, out on the horizon and fading away. And i'd swim to the boat and i'd laugh. Gotta get me a SYLVIA PLATH."