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Real big Quail is a native earther. His identity is unknown to even me. Some say hes an agent of mass hysteria, not really existing except in the mentality of the mob.
NEW SHIT
Triumph Over Adversity
Is a pause
Between MouthFULLs of dirt.
_RBQ
Emotional Turmoil Swishes about In my stomache. This isnt very Comfortable. If i could puke up emotions, id sure love to. Right now. but I just sit. Shaking and sweating.... wondering about you. Right now, and at this moment im wondering about you, right now. My thoughts race, like they never have before. and my fists clench and my teeth grit and my stomache hurts... like they never have. Before. the voice tells me to say things- -that will cut- -and bite back- -shake into people- -the reality of what is- -Right Now- and im thinking maybe i shouldnt feel anymore, cause i dont wanna feel like this Anymore. _RBQ
All
All I am,
is a shell.
All I can see,
is Hell.
_Real Big Quail
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