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A trip across das mushroom
It's the nibly, fuck you.
it's the nibblee fucking shit, oh my god.
I need to think about you.
I need to peak over, I'm sick of following you.
It's hard to...
fuck you come into focus you fuck I need to touch you.
Alright you fuck.
Where's the nibbley?
Why is it so big? It's breathing.
Just let me laugh you fuck you are such a bitch.
Thats not an experience thats why its nothing you son of a bitch.
I just need to focus.
let me speak, thats what I thought.
oh my god.
I need to push myself to breathe.
I need, thank you god.
to live.
Pass it you fuck, I'm dizzy.
I thought so.
come into focus, I need to feel you, you're such a bastard.
It's that so fuck.
I'm busy, I'm sick of follow you.
I think so much fuck you.
oh yes its the worm fuck.
oh god you're such a fuck...
Who are you you son of a bitch? it hurts that little tear.
(gasps)... oh god
come into fuck you are...
YEAH!!!
...
I need to breathe, fuck you.
speak everything.You're such a bastard I need to cry. THE FUCKING CORNER...
(wimpers) in hurts, you're the photographer.
(cries)(smiles)
thank god, I love it, you're the shit everything, look over you.
ha ha ha yeah, it hurts. Fuck let me hit that corner.
(cries)(smiles)(cries)(laughs)
it hurts.
yes.
fuck you breath it's hard why?
why do I need to draw you what the fuck?
I need more, you're the shit dude.
It's cold, I'm the shit.It's nothing, im cold. I thought I was the shit. I follow the core of my life. (laughs for about 5 minutes)
FUCK YOU! EAT SHIT YOU...
I need to...
Fuck you it's cold. love it fuck that peck-aboo point.
(crying)
Mushrooms, Fuck you, You goddamned mushrooms.
You son of a bitch, speak life.
Um... what else were you on?
At the beginning you kind of lost me. It had me wondering what the hell was this poem about. Once I got to the end I realized what was going and it was pretty cool. The poem moved at the speed of thought making kind of erratic and all the more cool because it didn't follow the normal pattern. Good job and keep up the good work.