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Feb 2018
metal extensions
to my teenage angst
freed on my temple
post-speed hits

the perfect solution
to the voices and questions
rip through their illusion
that just-world phenomenon

it makes perfect sense
what the monsters do
stray from your lane
we're all monsters too
loser
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loser  United States
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