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Dec 2012
There's a whole lot to be said
of 4 a.m.
and the men it's tortured.

Same goes for clocks two
and all those dead
amongst the barns red,

Recently painted,
in fact still wet,

Violently the say
was the spray
of artistic revolution,

But the shoe never fit
this little slit
we  narcissistically created.

So we Jew
them out of heaven
subjectively created.

Jaded fire stares at...
skin
like a white wall

Too begin
-
The fall

Stated hatred
is hypocrisies
living breath.

Inflated by
dated school of thought
uneducated, wrought with..

Complicated.


Or Basic.
    

We're......
Nicholas Rew
Written by
Nicholas Rew
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   Emilie, --- and Nicole
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