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    I live in a house made of glass but

    yet I throw high and low stones.
    ManOnTheMoon68 ManOnTheMoon68
    51-55, M
    1 Response Mar 14, 2016

    Sometimes, when looking at the ugly,

    sad is too heavy, fast paralyzing. Anger is better, rolls easier, you get more done.
    ManOnTheMoon68 ManOnTheMoon68
    51-55, M
    Mar 20, 2016

    The neighbor down the road.

    A lady is gonedown couple doors,Clothes and papers,all o'er the floors.Her car is gone,the rent is due,and now the son,Must be gonetoo. 
    ManOnTheMoon68 ManOnTheMoon68
    51-55, M
    Mar 12, 2016

    Nothing compares to a disappearance It's got

    his own face, a face like nothing else. It's a poison you drink everyday a little of. Repulsive enough to make you sick, unkind enough to not kill you.
    ManOnTheMoon68 ManOnTheMoon68
    51-55, M
    1 Response Apr 1, 2016
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