

pulling off a bukowskiI don't want to pull off a Bukowski.pulling off a bukowski
He was such an unhappy man that Bukowski.
He had nothing but his women and
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D-daythey screamedD-day
up the sand, clumsy with terror. confetti of blood,
bullets and beads of shrapnel rosaries, exploded puzzles of bodies. ashes, ashes they fall down into history.
heroes, but my heart
cries for the babies on the beach.


Deaths PeaceEyes slowly rolling to the back of the head. The last breath is always so short. The look on her face just moments before death. A look of clarity, of understanding. The dawning of enlightenment. A look where the weight of the world's been lifted. A look where a thousand emotions crashed. A look so beautiful, so perfect, that of course it's left till last.Deaths Peace
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