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Dec 2016
You missed me
As if your words were bullets
and your lovely intentions
invisible suspension
bridges,
I'm lit
and your words mean ****
Like Neo
no longer consider
myself a hero
because I absorb the hit
Your actions tha hatchet
everything you wanted
you came & snatched it
Steadily voices echo
You know
she ratchet
But I'm being Supreme
Scission from the dream
from Your, destruction
no physical eruption
just disjunction
Son of Atom
We split
I spit
on












U
Well, I didn't miss you.
Sethnicity
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Sethnicity  Planet Earth
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