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Marilyn Manson

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"take my money," is all i think.
He looks at the earring.
"fag," he mumbles.
I don't mind.
He's fat.
No one likes him.
Life's too short.
I pass a table of black girls
With short hair.
They look like men.
They all look the same.
I can hear the strobe now,
It's loud.
And the music's too bright.
I look for my friends,
But i can't remember if i came alone
Or not.
Doesn't matter though.
There's hundreds of people
Who have waited all their lives,
No doubt,
To be my friend.
And as i near the bar
I see two persons
Eating each other's faces.
I bark to the bartender.
He gives me a placebo.
I'm "so young," he tells me,

"to be here."
I nod and swallow the bland drink.
Then i stumble several times
Near a crowd,
And they think i'm a good dancer.
I hear a girl tell another girl
That some girl she knows
Watched a girl
Puke in the toilet.
I smile in their general direction.
The good-looking one comes over
And bites my cheek.
It hurts,
And i start to
Hit her.
But she's grinning,
And i can see my blood on her teeth.
And i pull her to me.
"my place or yours?"
"the gutter will be fine,"
She confesses.
As we walk out,
She takes another bite from my cheek,
And i smile at the fat man
By the door.

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