long strips of tape covering my mouth and wrapped around the back of my head. tied in a knot. there's a hole in the middle for profanities. my thoughts flow backwards. they do not wish to be publicized and i do not wish to publish them. squeeze me for a joke. squeeze me in just the right place and get alot of jokes. i'm buried in humor. no one can see the claw marks because they're all on the underside of my hilarious, extraordinarily funny coffin. laugh clown laugh. haha.

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current music: acceptance