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May 2012
the point
is moot
the point
is you
the sort
of thing
you know
you really
should not do

the point
of views
the point
is truth
the lack
of faith
you wish
you never
had to lose

you have become
synonymous

idly you are
worshipped
woke up in the middle of the night with this spewing from my brain.
James Medley
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James Medley  29/M/Purgatory
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