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Aug 2015
I am a pipeline
hidden veils
i can't stop this bleeding
it will stop in time...or so I'm told

Just give yourself the meaning
to liquify your mind
your mind is a narrow cavity

For whatever reason
the dead have filled the room
For all of the terrible things
you have made us do

You are a king
in the eyes of your peasants
you mean nothing to me

You are a jem
to those who just don't get it
but you are a parasite
and you butcher all that we love

I'll never turn my back on you
I'll never force my way through you
cause your no good
your just no good
Matthew Walsh
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Matthew Walsh  United States
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