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Nov 2015
Wrapped up in myself,
Skin tight.
I've made a mess of my life,
But I guess it's alright.

I've unraveled for so few;
Not worth it.
All those people,
Perfectly imperfect.

I've wrapped myself up
To keep it together.
But no matter how tight,
It doesn't feel better.
i write a lot of unhappy stuff, it seems.
Zachary Maximilian Blau Jr
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Zachary Maximilian Blau Jr  A Dystopian Present
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