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Valium Freak

Valium Freak
Name
Lucila
Age
15
Gender
Female
Location
Out of the Albion
Joined date
December 24th, 2006

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Verses of Hysteria

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The inner circle

The System Maintains
Neutral
Spaztastic
finksgirl
vendi vedi veci
richard III.
R!oT_GrRrL
Bibz
elleisbeautiful
Can you hear ME?
xXGeorge.is.LoveXx
Siriusly!
dyingbreakingfalling
I'm the new cancer
newmoonpunk
Easily Confused.
avenge my ghost
Harlee Quinn
Chocolate_Thundah!

Me and Myself.

Words won't speak, just fall across the carpet. Words don't drink just melt with cheap vodka and revelations.




Anywhere in Albion

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Down in the albion we are all lost. Dawn out of albion I see no gin teacups. I'm out of your precious ship, I'm out of your precious land. I'm not dying I just ain't surviving anymore. Arcadia is a tell tale told. Albion is for the albioners and I'm a long way from Hackney, Glasto, Brighton, any where in the albion...



Violence in bus stops


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Gin and Teacups, with caffeine as drug and no booze to do the work.
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Leaves on the lawn, glory on no flags. Leaves to the air, shambles to anywhere and nowhere to land, we don't ever talk about that. We never talk about it. We are always talking about that, we rant, and ramble, and cry and laugh, and haul and scream about that. We don't talk about that.

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Glory on no fags.


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Work in the down class. Where we are all born, and nobody sees the stars but we share the gutter, yes we share the gutter, oh we share the gutter. And we are waiting for a cheap sort, and there's no false anticipation. Oh Down in the albion! Oh Out of Albion



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___________________Tenements and needles.




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And the occasional dreamer reciting a poem we all forgot.


__________________________________"Its not about sophiner galleries of putrid ecstasy
________________________________and vodka and whiskey poured on rockabilly
__________________________________Miller's cancer, Kerouac's bums
________________________________and libertarian philosophies carving in our doom
_____________________________and all the things we said we'd die for
___________________________________the things we said we'd die for"


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Routes out of Albion!

Routes out of Albion!


Routes out of Albion!


Oh Sixty Six Routes Out Of Albion!

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