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For Myself, I Can't Understand A Life Without A Job. I Don't Know What I Would Do Without Employment. Retirement Is Out Of The Question For Me.

I Want You Bad Like A Natural Disaster. You Are All I See. You Are The Only One I Want To Know.

You’ll Never Know That Just Sitting Across A Room Full Of People, I Have Transformed You Into A Goddess. A Destroyer Of Despair.

I Don't Want To Go With The Smooth Skin And The Calm Brow. I Hope I End Up A Blithering Idiot Cursing The Sun - Hallucinating, Screaming, Giving Obscene And Inane Lectures On Street Corners And Public Parks.

You Can't Get Your Head Around Something If You're Yelling.