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. We are such cowards Our dreams are rooted in a poisoned past Which we attempt to repeat We fornicate with dead ex - lovers We are sick little nebbish souls Bloodless and corrupt Eating whatever **** is fed us Which we ***** up and call poetry •• We are barely fit to be called alive // We poison reality by our very presence // We don't give a **** // Our loveless blather ! Our demonic narcissism ! // Our praise for self imposed mediocrity • We are the graveyard of sensitivity // Loving nothing but self - image X
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 1:59 PM UTC
... so swiftly ! ... & ... death is here
. We are such cowards Our dreams are rooted in a poisoned past Which we attempt to repeat We fornicate with dead ex - lovers We are sick little nebbish souls Bloodless and corrupt Eating whatever **** is fed us Which we ***** up and call poetry •• We are barely fit to be called alive // We poison reality by our very presence // We don't give a **** // Our loveless blather ! Our demonic narcissism ! // Our praise for self imposed mediocrity • We are the graveyard of sensitivity // Loving nothing but self - image X
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Yuba city. Cal
Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 1:59 PM UTC
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