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poetry, a game

i walk a fine line between hallucinating and believing everything is a hallucination just because you haven't killed me vertically doesn't mean you haven't killed my horizontally by treating me like i'm already dead and then crying foul when i start believing it the...

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ye olde poetry sounding dots

you need you you need you you need you you need you because being alone too long in pain will cause you to go insane and then when you look for yourself they'll be nothin'   being transparent with my friends worked too well now they don't see me at all  ...

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poetry, cooked and ready to christen the new blog

don't offend your boss's *boss and expect your life to resemble anything worthwhile   when bad things happen to you the way people around you react largely determine whether or not anything good comes of them   hope is a lot like credit the less you have the...

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