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  2003-07-15 / 12:55 p.m.
Glitter Queen
 

 

 

 

 

OLDER

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GUESTBOOK

 

"I think I may write about this in my diary, but I'm going to change it to Greg. Today we were working outside and Bowser (the adopted dog at Gary's) was licking himself."

"You're going to say Greg was licking himself??"

"No."

"Greg was letting Bowser lick him?!?!??"

"NO."

"Greg was licking Bowser?????????!!!!!!"

"NO! Nevermind."

 
   

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Bits of fire in the sky push me east back home. I used to live in flames but it's hard on the wings. Choke me. Smoke me. Scare me back. You try but you just can't. I peel the layers in my spare time, and you're easy to see through. I can fly, I've discovered on my own. I may be the lesser butterfly but my wings are just as strong. Who are you to tell me to find a place to land? I may be the lesser butterfly but baby watch me glide.

 

 

 
       

 




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