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- Always a playground instructor,
- never a killer. Always a bridesmaid
- on the verge of fame, or over,
- he maneuvered 2 girls into his
- hotel room. One, a friend,
- and a newer stranger, vaguely
- Mexican or Puerto Rican.
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- Poor boy`s thighs & buttocks, scarred
- by a father`s belt. She`s trying
- to rise. Story of her boyfriend
- & teen-age stone death games.
- Handsome cat, dead in a car.
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- Come here
- I love you.
- Peace on earth
- Will you die for me
- eat me
- this way
- the end
-
- - I`m surprised you could get it up.
- He whips her lightly, sardonically
- w/belt.
- - Haven`t I been thru enough ? she asks.
-
- The dark girl begins to bleed.
- It`s Catholic heaven. I have an
- ancient Indian crucifix around
- my neck. My chest is hard
- & brown. Lying on stained &
- wretched sheets w/a bleeding Virgin.
- We could plan a murder, or
- Start a religion.
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- Always a playground instructor
- written by JIM MORRISON in the period of 1965 - 1971
- taken from "THE AMERICAN NIGHT - THE WRITINGS OF J.M."
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- the creeping death lyrix collection - poerty of death!
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