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logan st.

by FreeFormFixation

Member since 2003 · Posted 11 Dec 2005 · 2 comments

sirens taste like lemonade mouth first, head out the window. paste of lime and splash of tread, approaching a crecendo. lights like nails through pupils fail to move my car aside. sirens taste like asphalt mixed with crystallized pimientos.

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[7] ALChemy 12-Dec-05/6:58 PM Reply
Synesthesia?
[4] nentwined 13-Dec-05/5:14 PM Reply
crescendo?
pimentos?

cute, but doesn't make it for me.