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The inverse of error A metaphorical math Because I rhyme so sick in season You can call men Sylvia Plath You can call me Sylvia Plath Spilling verses accidental Spilling blood like pen and paper Give me rock paper, scissors—construction Philosophy of metaphors—the reciprocal of destruction Creation in deviation Multiplication in meditation and mesmerizing memorization Mad in the head, but I’m a mat-hatter for love 'A zombie by neuroses A zombie by drugs But on those pharmaceutical Cause cut **** is for thugs (3% probability Is in the margin of error How many times have we ****** And would you even care? Oh, despair. The plague of a woman- Slick wit like slick **** And you can call these rhymes grimy Because I’m cleaning your eyes with it.)
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 8:43 AM UTC
Math-Plath=Mutual exclusivity- math-aphors
The inverse of error A metaphorical math Because I rhyme so sick in season You can call men Sylvia Plath You can call me Sylvia Plath Spilling verses accidental Spilling blood like pen and paper Give me rock paper, scissors—construction Philosophy of metaphors—the reciprocal of destruction Creation in deviation Multiplication in meditation and mesmerizing memorization Mad in the head, but I’m a mat-hatter for love 'A zombie by neuroses A zombie by drugs But on those pharmaceutical Cause cut **** is for thugs (3% probability Is in the margin of error How many times have we ****** And would you even care? Oh, despair. The plague of a woman- Slick wit like slick **** And you can call these rhymes grimy Because I’m cleaning your eyes with it.)
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 8:43 AM UTC
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