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Jan 2015
aches
void
circulation of losses
a truck filled with messes
existence full of profanity

only
            acing
                           drakes

sigh! tie me with laces
life's short,move with slower paces

but your only a creep
with more patches
don't merry me with braces
a ****** broken into pieces
this earth
                 is a
                       savage palace

now applaud me hater
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