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Oct 2012
Picture it: a lie were blue if the truth were red.
A lie is always cool, and the truth is always
Angry.

Compare it as well to ****** fluids: lies spew from our oral cavities like saliva,
when blood, the banality of our existence,
courses ferociously through the veins of every woman, child and man.

Both blood and saliva encompass being on levels past the physical and certainly beyond the secular.
But,
Sexuality is truth is red is anger.
Angry men are ****** men are truthful,
men.
Consider it, for
to be happy is to be
the epitome
of virginity.
Written by
Alexander Chamberlain III  New York City
(New York City)   
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