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zebra Jan 2017
im full of my self
a cacophony
of unsavory menacing
radiating ideation's
of the twilight

color me
darkness

when ever i see
six six six
i always think
*** *** ***

petition the church
for my exorcism
cleans me oh lord
i need an enema
purge me
of small thoughts
and big talk
perhaps
i could be good
like
nice weather
a phone number
or
a
*******

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