04-06-2013, 12:47 AM
I made a poem three years ago called, I've Always Wanted To Die In Spring. It's saved on the laptop that I threw through the wall, also three years ago. But I can still hook it up to another monitor, and get stuff out of it. I wrote it in fall though, while I was abusing expired lithium. I didn't abuse them, I just ate them like peanuts for a few days. Who wants to be on lithium?
