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Jun 2015
These days I read too fast for my brain,
while I marry these things that don't fit,
and open things too fast,

and all of the sudden-

those phrases and shorthands that I...
made a romance with
are just like the ones that I ******* HATE
that make me want to
SCREAM MY ******* LUNGS OUT UNTIL THEY RUN DRY.

And I'm afraid that I'm just like the rest
working in cycles
It's just taken me this long to make

one

little

rotation.
every word
Written by
Lance Kucera
1.3k
   Eiliv Advena
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