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Aug 2012
I die, I am mortality

Life will not look at me.

With a world full of pleasure

Life is nothing but illusion.

You laughed at my joy and vigor

You die a different death

I feel nothing

Despair

Death will not cut me a deal

Life is simply a chore

I leave you alive and whole

I laugh a guffaw of anguish

Death seems warm and welcoming.
Senor Negativo
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Senor Negativo
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   Saul Makabim
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