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Take your thoughts to the sink, Pile them all up with the plates, Grimy and greasy Just like your mind Which you can scrub all you want With a sponge or a foam Since there's no difference Above sea level, But the residues will remain Staining your perfect little machine, Robotic, malfunctioning, Because manpower is always better Than a cold bin Where it is just you Echoing your asking everything Except for what you want Because cowardice and pride Are the oil of your psychomotor, Running, Missing, Out on those Who really don't need you in their lives, Let alone To do their dishes, If ever, in case, So what the hell are you still doing, Waiting for the suds to drain, Don't **** your brain Like this, Get a pen And replace the dishwashing liquid With real poison.
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 3:27 PM UTC
Dishwasher Diaries
Take your thoughts to the sink, Pile them all up with the plates, Grimy and greasy Just like your mind Which you can scrub all you want With a sponge or a foam Since there's no difference Above sea level, But the residues will remain Staining your perfect little machine, Robotic, malfunctioning, Because manpower is always better Than a cold bin Where it is just you Echoing your asking everything Except for what you want Because cowardice and pride Are the oil of your psychomotor, Running, Missing, Out on those Who really don't need you in their lives, Let alone To do their dishes, If ever, in case, So what the hell are you still doing, Waiting for the suds to drain, Don't **** your brain Like this, Get a pen And replace the dishwashing liquid With real poison.
#53, June.01.14
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 3:27 PM UTC
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