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i got so many ******* things to say

but nothing anyone wants to listen to

you just want to turn away from the dark

pretend im not here

and run off to those fake pretty lights

 

you go with the rest of them

stuff your fat ******* face

with the **** your told to consume

 

maybe my negative face will find a place

and the world falls silent behind my incessant screaming

it couldn't be more wrong and ****** up

why don't you ******* see????

 

perhaps I knew a place far beyond this

I know how much better life could be

and thats why I hate it so much right now

could i be just like you?

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alexander-montgomery-dawson
26 / M / American
Published
Feb 15, 2015
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