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What exactly are we afraid of? feeling liberated or being berated? satiating my thirst for love seems easy but the thought makes me queasy the reasons complex my head's a clouded mess rotting piles of plastic phrases festering while resting in crowded corners not neglected nor respected because it's infected, contagious and spreading setting the tone for the rest of the night it's like an internal fight but there's no winner i'm just a beginner, or better a sinner maybe some food or dinner will put to rest this litmus paper truth test... my head is like a jail and i'm stuck in a head arrest.
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Jan 20, 2012
Jan 20, 2012 at 12:58 AM UTC
Head Arrest
What exactly are we afraid of? feeling liberated or being berated? satiating my thirst for love seems easy but the thought makes me queasy the reasons complex my head's a clouded mess rotting piles of plastic phrases festering while resting in crowded corners not neglected nor respected because it's infected, contagious and spreading setting the tone for the rest of the night it's like an internal fight but there's no winner i'm just a beginner, or better a sinner maybe some food or dinner will put to rest this litmus paper truth test... my head is like a jail and i'm stuck in a head arrest.
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Jan 20, 2012
Jan 20, 2012 at 12:58 AM UTC
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