Asphalt looked like a bouncy house, the gun looked like a toy, the knife looked like a pen, and the rope looked like a giant magnifying glass, didn't they?
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Thoughts In A Sad Persons Mind
PoetryThoughts when I'm depressed. Expect a lot. Because I'm always depressed. Technically it's poetry.
Didn't They?
Asphalt looked like a bouncy house, the gun looked like a toy, the knife looked like a pen, and the rope looked like a giant magnifying glass, didn't they?
