Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Not poetry

this is not poetry, and its not anything else either:

Like in all other countries... women smile here, occasionally with twisted desires and apparent innocence... women here love lesbian adventures with mirrors and movie stars. Men here are also the same, they hate themselves late at night, love themselves with reflective sun glasses and horny plasic female bodies. Suicide is another way of expressing sexual desire.I've always been in love with Plu Maria, but never died before...I am still waiting, patiently, for those flowers to triger Suicide from my pistol.

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